Fascination with snow as it falls down to its demise, the warm earth sucks its life force and release it’s elements back into the atmosphere. Nature is beautiful in its raw cruelty. Snow is beautiful with is razor sharp edge cutting skin, bleeding trees, scaring the air as it descends its eternal path. Millions of combinations, unique to its own, snow is natures chaotic methodical genius and perfect randomization sequencing. This author loves snow because of its elegance and charm. I still remember the very first time I saw snow when I came to America. The wonderment in my eyes when I saw the white marshmallow falling from the sky, it was beautiful and perplexing, I had to run out from the house and let it fall on my raw skin. The initial contact was fantastic and just in the movies. Memories created instantly, and edge deep into the brain. It was a once in a lifetime experience. Snow is to so many people a memory, a creation, a reminder, a love, a hate. It’s something and nothing.

made out of snow.

Tags: Snow, Chaos, Simplicity, Money

; unspeakable events somehow always falls on the coldest months, as if to remind everyone that when snow falls there will be hardship and pain. Think of all the people who will not have warm heat, think of all the children that will not have toys, think of all the animals that will starve because food is gone. December is not a warm month by the fireplace, or of blissful gathering underneath the stars by the art gallery of yesteryear.

Tags: Snow