There are a few places (nowhere near me) which get white stuff that falls from the sky onto the ground and covers it very thinly. But I don't think any self-respecting American, Canadian, Scandinavian person etc. could call it 'snow'.
This makes me want to gather up all our friends here who have never seen snow and take them to my home state (or Minnesota) for a week during a good old-fashioned snowfall. I'm not talking those states that get 2 inches of flurries and they freak out and close everything down because they're not used to any kind of frozen precipitation.
The question I'm often asked from those in Southern states is, "How do you drive in that stuff??!!!" Allow me to show you.
I will always remember one year when I was a kid, the snow was so high that when my parents plowed and shoveled the driveway, it was literally like Moses walking through the Red Sea, with two HUGE walls of snow on either side.
The drifts around our entire house were so tall that even as small kids, I could walk around our entire house and pick the icicles off the roof.
Then there were the times we went sledding at my Grandma's and my Dad would build a big snow "bump" right in the middle of the hill...
Not so good for one's posterior, but man, was it ever fun.