Monday, February 9, 2015

Pukak



It is said that Eskimos have a bunch of words for snow.

We've all heard that story, I guess there is some debate about it which has nothing to do with the point I am about to make...


I feel like I could use fifty words for snow, lately.
The subject of snow seems to come up all the time.
At the store, ordering a beer, emails for work.

Always some variation of "It sure is cold, how 'bout that snow..."


I mention this because we're in the midst of another big winter storm.


So, it's snowing.
It is a fine dry snow, that swirls like waves in the wind.

I will call it fugkitsuks.

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