I loved catching snowflakes on my mittens(yes I wore mittens) and looking at them to see what that one looked like, and as quick as it landed it would disappear. Of course there was always the option of catching the little darlings on my tongue. You would think that that wouldn't be a challenge, but it was, it really was. Somehow, a light breeze would carry the snowflakes in so many directions, swirling and twirling them around, that it was a "dance of the snowflakes" that all the children would do. Your arms would expand outward welcoming the first snowfall of the season.
I never seem to worry when I am focusing on snowflakes.
Just a Happy Thought.. :o)
(Note: The photo is of a real snowflake, taken with a photomicroscope. Photo credit to SnowCrystals.com)