A classic New York staircase view covered in snow
It was snowing. And I wondered how it would be to experience different kinds of snow. To experience mountain snow and see only mighty peaks and whiteness. Or Arctic snow where everything is just frozen. Ski snow of thrills and spills. Deep snow when a winter storm came to the city.
In the park the snowflakes flutter like tiny moths which soon became snow in flurries like moths in a hurry.
Leaving the winter wonderland, it was time to get warm and cozy again. A favorite café on Columbus Avenue and I thought: Isn’t it true? – In the small moments of life lies everlasting joy.