white velvet blanket

The flowers were blooming, the air filled with spring smells, the trees were budding.
Mother nature decides to regress and bring winter back into the scene with lots of snow flakes dancing around to follow the whispers of the air.
The flowers are covered in white, the smells are buried under the snow and the birds are silenced by the cold.
Let's hope mother nature know best.
The air will be cleaner and we hope the flowers will bloom anew.

white house

my house is all white covered with snow. The lawn looks like a nice, soft white velvet spread.

The tree limbs bear the weight of the snow. The blooming flowers peep their colorful heads through the white snow. The birds stopped chirping, the squirrels stop jumping. Seems as though the white snow spread put nature back in temporary lethargic state.

It is relaxing watching the flakes dance in in the air and lend softly on different surfaces. Every flake seems to dance at a different tune and change direction with the whispering of the air.

It is strange to see palm trees covered with snow and flowers stretching under the flakes to reach for the sun light.

The mysteries of nature are fascinating even if at times we fail to understand their reason.

My grand parents always justified with their saying "Nature knows best"