Whoever said Winter was for hibernating? That might have been me just yesterday, but nevertheless! I think Winter is a lovely time to be outside. I don't even want to walk on the grass because every single blade of it is glittering with minuscule droplets of water, and oh, don't they look pretty?
In Winter, people breathe in little puffs smoke, and change colour, and cold red nose poke out of woolen beanies and scarves. You can watch raindrops race down the window of you car, and make bets on who will reach the bottom first. Electricity bills sky-rocket in Winter though; every room needs a heater, and every heater needs to be on. But Summer brings the same dilemma, and you can't escape the heat.
In Winter, the trees are naked, and I can't help but wonder if they feel chilly without their leaves. Every pothole in the road is a temporary pond, until the sun comes out.
And when it does, stand in front of it and watch the rainbow throw colour into the grey landscape. I can't guarantee you'll find the end of, it but it's pretty nonetheless.
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