In Norway, you know, there is this expression “snowing down”. Strange, perhaps, to foreigners, though, one is used to the snow, which may come in amounts wintertime. And it covers everything, right. So, if a person is lost, so to speak, he has “snowed down”. Crazy, in a way, though cosy, since playing in the snow, and making caves in the snow is cosy. And one just has to wait for the spring, right, to see if he turns up, again.
This stone would not snow down. It is Dovregubben, which is the fairy tale father, of Norway.