High on the crag, a snow pigeon preened its feathers as the sun warmed the rocky slopes.

A sudden storm scattered the snow pigeons across the ridge, and we watched them vanish into the white haze.

They snow ploughed the main road before dawn, clearing a path for the emergency vehicles.

After the overnight storm, the council started snow ploughing the main roads at dawn.

They snow plowed the roads all night to keep traffic moving.

They were snow plowing the driveway when the neighbor offered to help.

During the winter festival, the town revived the tradition of snow snake, with competitors hurling polished wooden poles down a carefully carved snow trough to see whose would fly the farthest.

After the storm, our group tried snow kayaking down the steep hillside, laughing at every icy bump.

After the storm, we discovered several snow rollers dotting the hillside, each a perfect hollow tube of snow formed by the wind.

After the storm, we found a perfect snow roller on the hillside—a rare natural snowball formed when chunks of snow are blown along the ground by strong wind.