Lake Effect Snow

The snow is different here. Small, rice-like, melting almost before impact.

When it snows in Kenosha, you feel it. Clumps pound you on the head as you walk home from school. The moisture builds up so much fluff that a single footstep can compress a foot of snow down to an inch. Handfuls thrown from the clouds leave lasting imprints on the windows, like the world's largest snowball fight has just taken place.

We don't get powder in Kenosha, never a light dusting. When the snow arrives, it is petulant, like a toddler, seeking instant attention and wreaking havoc on the world, falling asleep later to allow others to clean up the mess. Snow is different in Kenosha. It has personality and life, and you can feel the danger in it, in the downed power lines and doors frozen shut. Gleeful, riding the howling wind, this lake-effect snow has no concern for the damage it leaves in its wake.