What a wild white world

Overnight, everything became white.
Làrus says it’s only a small snow.
I love how the colors of the mountains change, pale blue, gray, pink, white, smoky black, spot of yellow. Totally amazing!
For some strange reasons, I love winter, especially the morning of winter, the very first breath you take into the lung. In winter, you could better think, everything’s much more calm, down to the earth.
It smells like Christmas already. Trees are decorated with the lights, restaurant is having special courses for the day.
In French, snow is a she, however in icelandic, snow is a he. I’m more into the idea of she than he. Although we don’t have noun gender in Chinese, we do describe it as a lady. Interesting right?





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