10 american i mean. those days in the 50s are just teases as well. just be fucking cloudy or burn us all alive already, come on
10 american i mean. those days in the 50s are just teases as well. just be fucking cloudy or burn us all alive already, come on
No way. A sunny day after a heavy snowfall is one of the most beautiful things in the world. You can see your breath in the air, and everything is quieter, softer. You can hear distant branches snapping under the weight of the snow. There are foot prints from a rabbit, the only thing breaking up the crystal blanket, glistening in the sun like a thousand diamonds. When you breathe, you are taking in Mother Gaia herself and she fills you with a sense of calm, and peace. There is nothing else but you, and the earth. You are whole.