Happiness is...
The way fresh fallen snow sparkles. Like a diamond. Like glitter. Like Edward Cullen's chest. Ha, but mostly I prefer it to sparkle like snowflakes. Each one is unique, perfect in its own way, and each one catches the light in its own particular way. The end result is something truly spectacular.
It's simple miracles in nature that remind you why you're living. So, even though this winter is a phenomenon beyond my level of patience, there are some days where the beauty is more pervasive than my frustration. Imagine that.
Let it snow.
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