Here in Britain everyone loves snow. You maybe from an alpine country and you maybe thinking are they mad!
But the pure excitment from just a couple of flurries is intensely amazing. Children even teenagers will run to
the window and stare with great enthusium as flakes slowly drift there way down from the sky. Even adults
would stare with delight out of the window but why so much fuss?
Its simply because of rarity. In the UK the average number of snowy days is about 5. Which is strange as we
are on the same latitude as Moscow! We do not get that much snow due to the evil Atlantic which gives us wet,
gloomy, mild days. As soon as that air source stops our temperatures significantally drop if the wind is from the
North or East and start to resemble the countrys of the same latitude as us. But to add it all up (even if the wind
is from a cold direction) Many Southern and central areas tend to miss out on snow because most of the snow
comes in form of showers which don't reach these areas. The only way widespread snow can occur is either
from:
#One heck of a strong Weather Front pushing down from the North
#Channel low, which usually form just West of France or West of the English channel. These can often give
Southern areas a real beating and sometimes they can last a day or two often giving off heavy downpours of
snow.
#Polar lows and large troughs. These often give quick, heavy bursts of snow with occasional blizzard like
condtitions.
#An Atlantic bumps into cold Scandvinain air which normally results in blizzard conditions and thick snow
until as usual the mild conditions win.
Snow looks beautiful over the English countryside, With its rolling hills, snow capped telephone boxes and the
breathtaking woodland all glitering and glimmering in such beauty.
Heres a poem:
The flakes magically fall to ground,
When it accumulates there is silence all around.
The crisp coldness of the air,
The excitement of Christmas is there.
The flakes are in dazzling shapes,
They seem to fall slowly from space.
The excitement of the snow,
The covered countryside under a white glow.
There are children on there sledge,
There is a robin singing on the hedge.
There is frost and ice outside,
You’re sitting by the fire trying to get fried!
The lovely smell of Christmas tree pine,
There are blizzards outside and that’s fine!
You will wake up next day,
What you see, your be blown away!
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