There are some environments that make my heart sing, no matter where, no matter when. I don't know why. I've never gotten tired of it. If I intellectualize it too much some of the magic disappears. If I let the dastardly little voice in that says, its just a bunch of grasses in the snow, then of course more of the magic disappears.
I know that we all have these environments and situations. So, to borrow words from the word goddess Eileen, this is what I saw today.