Nature's Test Comments

Snow flakes floating all around, swirling, blowing, whisking across the ground, traipsing on roofs, cradled in trees, dancing on a blistery breeze, spooling around all in sight, makes for a cold winters’ night.
A blanket of shimmering white raps smoothly, tucking into every edge, every groove, spreads along logs, and laces on the tall dry grass, stretching out and freezing the surface of a lake mass.
Trimming the mountainous rocky cliff faces, dusting even the smallest of places, it drifts into mounds that slows even the swiftest pace, the snow has arrived with a silent grace.
Falling from heaven like crystallized tears of the knowing that spring time has long since gone by, there are so many snow flakes I behold with my eyes.
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