Outside the world is just white. Snow White. The tree branches are laden with white fluff, the roads are deadly, the cars are buried under, the Canadian Geese are huddled in the snow, they weren't expecting winter so soon either.
As beautiful as the snow is, it is destructive, deadly and dangerous, also very depressing. There is no color but white grey and black in the environment. Death's own creation, and thus the beginning is the end, is the beginning.
The bright spot is knowing there will always be a spring. Lush green will reside once again in the trees, the birds will come back and chirp their wooing songs to their mates, life will come back, and we humans shan't be the only ones bustling about the earth.
The little joys of this winter weather is that it is great for bundling up, spending time with loved ones and cuddling, and then some nice hot chocolate. On a side note, Cricket loves and hates winter, she loves prancing about in the snow and being utterly silly, however she dislikes the cold to the point she won't go out, and she won't sit on the ground outside (for her little butt gets cold).
Cricket enjoying a nice wintery walk with her little pink winter coat on. She was sticking her head and digging up the snow, like a silly dog! Also she seems more alert that its all completely white outside.
