It was snowing steady now, a lazy fall of big flakes but they did not stop.

At first the big flakes had melted as they hit the ground but now they were beginning to build up a white pattern.

The big flakes began to fall, out there on the ocean.

The coffin was put down by the grave, and a few big flakes lit upon it.

They were big flakes, dry and powdery, not many of them.

The big lazy flakes drifted in from the mountains, floating level, sometimes rising.

It began to snow lightly, big, random flakes scattered on the wind.

Now, however, the big flakes were beginning to accumulate on the roads.

For that matter it was starting to snow, big, thick, flakes.

There were white dots on the house where some big flakes of snow had stuck.