Sounds of Snow

I find it interesting that one can guage warm it is in winter just by the sound of the snow

Warm days mean snow that squelches wetly underfoot. It squishes and compacts as we walk along.

Snow gets squeakier as the mercury drops. When the temperature is in the teens, our boots squeak merrily as we walk downtown to do our errands.

Today, it was eighteen below zero as I walked to work. The snow was crisp and reminded me of styrofoam as I walked quickly through the frigid elements.

I do hope the squelchy, slushy sounds come back quickly.

In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
~ Christina Rossetti