Silly, giddy joy at freshly fallen flakes.
Where curiosity, novelty, giggles, and Mother Nature whirl and swirl together, catching an updraft to the clouds where it dances with the moisture, creating a specially ordered flake that falls and falls, until landing on that perfectly placed tongue waiting for that very same unique flake of snow.
Didn’t ya know?
Well now you do. So if you are fortunate enough to have snow where you are today, you could grumble about the shoveling.
Or, you could stick out your tongue to catch that special flake designed especially for you (by you.)