Golden Glade fight me off like a firefighter

Despite trying her hardest, there seemed to be no way to stop the flurries from melting away and Rose felt disappointment bubble up inside her. She let out several frustrated growls but at her mother's voice she came to a stop and looked up with eyes wide. Snow? That's what this was? "Snow good?" she asked, tilting her head to the side while watching her mother.

Why was it snowing? What made it snow? Was it going to snow forever now? All these questions and many more raced through the russet girl's head while she waited for her mother's answer.