What a treat, Kass. When I finally get to Sugarhouse in my story, I'll tell about my father waking me in the dawn at just about this time of year, carrying me to the back door and having me look out into the yard to see the white blanket that had arrived in the night. I've never forgotten it.WV = timidati. I was timidati wanted to take me sledding in it, but I caught on quickly.
Love the way you work in meaning with the WV
this is exactly the way i like to see snow-from afar!