She loves the snow and thinks, it won't be long before we'll be there with snow. I want to wash my hands, my face and hair with snow. I long to clear a path and lift a spade of snow. Snow, oh to see a great big man made entirely of snow.
Where it's snowing all winter long, that is where I am longing to be! Snowball throwing, that's what I'll do. How I am longing to ski through the SNOW! ('Snow' from White Christmas)
