The last snow storm blew through with constant, strong winds. No softly wafting flakes drifting down around here. Snow was plastered against any vertical surface, clearly showing the direction it came from and revealing the power of the wind. Trees looked like someone had taken a white marker and drawn a line down one side.
The snow is stuck so strongly to the trees that as it melts even a little it doesn’t slide off the trunk. Instead, it gradually separates in various places, part holding firm to the bark and part curling down under the force of gravity. It makes some interesting miniature sculptures.
Not only was the snow blowing hard but the crystals were very small. I guess water vapor moving that fast doesn’t have time to form large flakes. Being so fine the snow was able to cover small objects, making small caps or outlines depending on the underlying surface.