The River

4 – Falling

Falling - (c) Bard 2017
Falling – (c) Bard 2017

Where the mountains are high enough the clouds cool below the point of freezing. Tiny crystals form as liquid water turns into intricate six-starred jewels of ice. As if awed by this beautiful transformation the winds stop their rush upwards and lose momentum. Softly and playfully dancing the new-formed snow begins to fall. Hesitant at first, a few flakes at a time but gradually thickening into shimmering sheets of falling dust and feathers, the snow begins to cover the ground it falls on, until it covers it completely under its thick white silent blanket.

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  1. And then I strap on my planks and have an awesome time – Mother Nature treats us well. Being in the snow is the most peaceful experience (not when you’re skiing though)

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