When snow falls everything seems to take on a cleaner and a pure aspect. Soft crystals, fragile and inconsistent when it has been set alone, but which once grouped together are able to cover any shape or building with a soft velvety blanket. When the snow falls on the ground, all sounds and vibrations drop down. When the snow falls on the ground, all sounds and vibrations become subdued the horizon has no limits! the horizon has no limits! We gaze in rapture at the sight of these docile flakes coming to rest gently, slowly, politely, as if afraid of hurting anyone. The snow is fundamentally a kind of gentle creature, with no enemies, apart from the Sun which, bearing down upon its coat, transforms the soft mantle back to its original watery state where it will remain until next winter, snow crystal until next winter, snow crystal...