White arctic bunting

Usage examples of snowflake.

White lace doilies lay like winter snowflakes on all the arms of the furniture, and linen antimacassars anachronistically protected the upholstered backs from men who no longer slicked their hair with Macassar oil.

The whole woods was so scarily quiet you could almost hear the snowflakes land.

June whisked in looking happy with a pink glow on both cheeks and told me we were low in blue lace agate chips and snowflake obsidian and amazonite beads.

White lace doilies lay like winter snowflakes on all the arms of the furniture, and linen antimacassars anachronistically protected the upholstered backs from men who no longer slicked their hair with Macassar oil.

It was not long before the latter had made the long-wished-for acquaintance of little Snowflake, the lively Greenfinch, and the well-behaved goats belonging to grandfather, as well as of the many others, including the Grand Turk.

It was easy to see that Snowflake enjoyed this peaceful and sheltered way of feeding, for when with the other goats she had much persecution to endure from the larger and stronger ones of the flock.

Jinny Hoolets, he saw clearly and hopelessly that his love for this snowflake bride had been his single big mistake.

Victoria was watching snowflakes through the window of the Macclesfield carriage as she and Robert returned home from supper at Castleford.

A few snowflakes began to fall as he stopped about fifty yards from the house, cocking his ear to listen and scanning the dark woods in the direction of the driveway for any sign that Potemkin and his triggermen had shown up.

I lay awake that night, the story of Sleighride drifted like snowflakes into my mind.

Whoosh, poof, and suddenly it was a sweltering summer night in New York, not a smidgeon of slush, not one snowflake.

She smiled as her child, his blue snowsuit sprinkled with snowflakes, grabbed her hand and pulled her.

The snowflake tree chose that moment to fall to pieces, and its swordlike branches sheared through a family of rabbits as they descended, but it did not seem to her an ill omen.

Margaret squirmed uncomfortably, never lifting her gaze from the flying crochet needle and the lacy snowflakes of antimacassars overflowing the workbasket on her lap.

Lincoln Town Car with the heater running, tiny snowflakes drifting down and melting on the windshield.