Snowy Days

Today is such a striking contrast with just a few days before. Only on Sunday everything was so bleak and grey. Grey clouds hang in the sky, rain relentlessly drew its strokes, the streets were covered in grey ice, making moving around perilous, and the promenade by the pond took greenish grey tint under the layers of ducks droppings. To add to the to the atmosphere of a quiet gloom there were virtually no people on the streets. It was quite eerie, a perfect picture for nuclear winter.

Then the snow started to fall and little by little grey turned into pristine white, trees dawned fluffy robes, and the clouds made their departure revealing the smiling skies. I think that sunny days should be automatically declared national holidays here, so people can go outside and bask in their glory.