And the snowflakes themselves. Small fishnet stars. Each one of its own not like other. Magic sparks, light, fragile, like feathers.
And have you ever thought about where the clouds flew which sometimes will cover the sky like cotton down jackets. Maybe over Europe, over the seas, or over the North Pole itself? How much have they seen during their journey? How many secrets and stories would you tell us if you learned to speak?
But why do people with their worldly concerns not notice such unearthly beauty?
Why in winter they go to their lair houses and sit there until the first thaws, when the beautiful spring comes to visit nature, and the snow melts, disappears without a trace. The charm of a winter fairy tale will go away. It will be late. So let's enjoy every day, every drop of beauty that this wonderful world gives us, because Life is one!