The snow is so thick in the air it's sometimes difficult to see to the road. The wind drives the snow hard in cross directions. And then the wind loses it's bite and the snow hangs in the air like someone who opens the door to the refrigerator only to forget what they were looking for. So they hang there in limbo, waiting to remember their purpose.
A New Year in the western tradition. The snow seems to have remembered it's winter and continues to pile up. In the eastern tradition, precipitation on auspicious days is considered good luck. In the new year we must be going to have several inches of good luck then.