December just turned chilly! White foamy clouds just came forth and took lovely white miscellaneous shapes to add a mysterious air to the world outside. It’s white thick air flowing across everywhere, at ever corner. The creamy immense fog fills in all the transparent spaces that appear just as, around oneself on other days of kind weather.
The green trees have transparent due drops resting and glistening on their green-yellowy-green leaves as crystals. The washed green leaves look greener and brighter with the dew drops that accumulate overnight and look stunning in the early morning bare light which is white and clear. The grass in that park near you house is equally washes and wet, looking as if it has been tended with water and cleaned by a gardener. The flowers and plants of colourful leaves seem bathed and dressed to greet anyone who comes to take a walk in the park. The trees, the grass, the flowers…everything seems to wait for us to open our doors to the world outside and engage with it just as the trees, grass, flowers embrace them.
