“The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.”

 The resigned and cynical view of snow, from e.e.cummings...

 The magical. joyful view, from Lewis Carroll:
 
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”

Now, just guess which one I share...

Yaay, let's all have a good roll in it, like the horses!

Such fun!