A Friday night was when the snow started to fall.

The Saturday  morning was brighter than normal.

I lepted of the bed and gazed out the window.

Everthing was covered in snow.

The lake was clear as more snow flakes fell.

Untouch by man or creatures.

The blanket of snow covered even the trees.

The noon sun made the snow sparkle like diamonds

Then the wind brushed against the lake making ripples

and shakling the trees.

But the jewl of winter didn't last.

The next day the whole winter land melted

as if it wasn't therre to start with.

Nature's art is fleeting.

One moment its there then another its gone.

Value the moments................each day.