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Thursday, March 02, 2006
the sound of snow
The other day when it was snowing, we were speculating about whether it would hang around on the ground or just melt away. The weird thing is, every region has a different word for what it does when it doesn't melt.
In Hampshire (where I come from) it lays.
In Bristol, it pitches (apparently this comes from the sticky qualities of pitch).