Curious about the origins of that phrase, I sleuthed online to learn it's found in The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Maybe, one day I'll read it, not very likely; there's also a 1995 film version. This 1850 fictional story set in 17th-century Puritan Boston explores sin, guilt, legalism in telling about a married woman who has an affair and child with a local minister. He's tormented by his actions, which are unknown to towns folk, and says in a passage . . . So, to their own unutterable torment, they go among their fellow-creatures, looking pure as new-fallen snow; while their hearts are all speckled and spotted with iniquity of which they cannot rid themselves."
So now we all know the literary background of this expression in case you thought this post just had snow pics.
Snow is not pretty or pure once cleanup and melting has begun. Then it turns dirty and dinghy-looking on neighborhood sidewalks, streets, and along highways.
Empty lots and fields where it's being dumped in many areas have been dubbed "snow farms" — like this one in Salem, MA.
Spring is due soon according to the calendar, just NOT soon enough for a lot of snow and winter-weary folks. If you're among them, here's what's coming . . .
Hang on till then — it's worth the wait