This is how the snowflakes are falling. In these big gorgeous feathery clumps. They are so, so beautiful. They are the perfect flakes for catching on your tongue. Cleaning? Who me? When I could be taking hundreds of unsuccessful photos in hopes of getting one that captures an identifiable snowflake? Ple-eeze. I am such a bad housekeeper. Click on the images to make them big. Oh I so wish Sweetheart G were here to peak through her microscope, and I wish I'd bought that camera that takes photos through the scope. I wish my house would magically clean itself so I could just stand in the snow all day.