“I wish we could save the flakes instead of having them melt,” said Connie quickly. She was afraid Veve might argue with Jane about the size of the crystals.
“There is a way, you know,” informed Miss Gordon.
“A way to preserve snowflakes?” Connie echoed, and all the other girls looked surprised.
“One needs a solution of plastic resin. A drop of it is placed on a glass side, then a captured snowflake, and another drop of the resin.”
“A snowflake sandwich!” laughed Connie.
“Were you ever out in a heavy snowstorm?” Rosemary next asked the Brownie leader. “I mean a real blizzard?”
“Once when I was a girl in Minnesota. I remember how the wind howled and dashed snow in my face. I was walking home from school at the time and I feared I never could make it.”
“What was it like?” Jane asked, eager for additional details.
“If ever you are in a blizzard, you never will forget the experience. The snow coats your face and even freezes on your eyelids. One can’t see very far ahead and the wind catches your breath. Some folks have lost their way in such storms.”
“Do they have blizzards in Minnesota—I mean at Snow Valley?” Veve corrected herself.