What is Christmas all about? Partie? Guess not. But snow. The blinking infant master piece. I don't like touching snow. Its below freezing. I just felt blissful staring at it snowing down from the sky. Slowly and beautifully. Shinning itself by the reflection of the deem light from the gloomy sun. It may not been the best season of the year. But it is the best moment to enjoy a cup of Mocha or even a slight touch of hot chocolate, simply brilliance.


Snow, you know you love me. x.o.x.o
Paris de amour.