I don’t think the snow bothers them. I think they came well advised and prepared.
But then, I think we all do. If anything, I suppose they’re sending out vibes
that would translate, roughly, to “Oh Wow! Oh Wow!” I’m sure they must be amazed.
But then, I think we all must be, whether we acknowledge it or not.
They call me over, draw me in. Theirs is a jeweled world and everything in it
is a work of art. But then, you could say that ours is the same, looked at
with an unprejudiced eye. I note the colors and the curves of the forms,
the subtlety and the grace. The plants are swathed in spring snow. How lovely!
