the joy

so its here - the first snow. I woke up, sleepy - walked to the table to take something and looked up - ! there was a nice white layer of pure joy covering the land. I could feel how the earth was getting sleepy, the nature becoming lazy. made me feel the same way, I felt like staying in the bed in my warm room, looking out of the window and reading something nice "The shadow of the wind" for example. and a big mug of tea. whenever winter comes I think on eternity. I dont know why. there is something misterious in winter, in its being. why the world sleeps? its not only because of the pure fysics, but I think the planet is using the time to think. sounds silly. but I was thinking about it and I could just feel how earth is having a rest. soon everything will be frozen, in sleep. except the little greyish squirrel whom I saw today in the morning chilling around in the garden and this little one seemd to have fun, as there was still apples on the ground with seeds inside. I looked at the squirrel, zipped the hothot tea in my hands, and smiled. so small things, when they can make you happy, they do it double. the joy of snow. the joy of winter. the joy of a lovely morning. the joy of having time. the joy of having joy.