breaking the ice

“Tell me about snow”, Moomintroll said and seated himself in the Moominpappa’s sun-bleached garden chair. “I don’t understand it.” “I don’t either”, said Too-ticky. “You believe it’s cold, but if you build yourself a snow house it’s warm. You think it’s white, but at times it looks like pink and at other times it’s blue. It can be softer than anything and then again harder than stone. Nothing is certain.”