the clouds have dandruff
Okay, I'm not really sure what is going on here. All I can say is that there is some flaky white stuff falling from the sky. This is my first winter in "North Texas" (Dallas), but in "Central Texas" (Austin) it snowed exactly one time since dinosaurs ruled the earth. It was on February 14, 2004.
I admit, I am actually quite familiar with snow. I spent approximately one third of my life living in places that are covered by snow approximately one third of the year. By those calculations, I've spent approximately one ninth of my life trudging through the stuff, trying unsuccessfully to walk on the crusty snow, getting splashed by nasty, dirty, half-melted slush.
I think I prefer our snow here: it snows one inch, you get all excited, you build a one foot tall snowman, you take pictures to show your ancestors The Great Blizzard of '04, and then by the time you get tired of it, the snow melts and it's 70 and sunny again.
That's how I like it. Snow on my terms. Now if I can only figure out how to get out of work today.