Det er for fint.

Snowy. I wandered round the quiet streets and up to the castle. The best thing were my hiking boots which kept my feet warm and dry. Ah, that was a great afternoon.

When men were all asleep the snow came flying,
In large white flakes falling on the city brown,
Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying,
Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town;
(...)

(Robert Bridges - London Snow)