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Wintery words that will warm you up for spring


Winter, the very sound of it is like frigid air blowing across a frozen lake.

It's such a beautiful season, but so intense.
And sometimes it feels as if it will last forever...we know it won't though...


Here are a few more wintery words to warm us up to the thought of spring, and to keep us believing that Winter is nearly over.

SHURL when all the snow slides off a roof after it begins to thaw, that’s a shurl.
Even the sound of it rushing off of your tongue sounds like the snow falling off of the roof.


White barn board flat lay with birds nest and photos text overlay Shurl Winter words www.ruralmag.com



Brumous:  those grey skies and winter days filled with heavy clouds are brumous.

Niveous resembling snow

MOBLE    When you moble you're wrapping up your head with a hood, think layering up to keep warm.


White barn board flat lay with photos and nest from www.ruralmag.com



And a word that will fill those of us with snowbound hearts with joy...

Sareureuk a Korean word that describes the sound of snowflakes slowly melting in the warmer days or the sunshine.

Looking forward to Spring...
Jen @ Rural




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