Let it snow, let it snow

As the sky is black, the temperature falls down and enormous clouds hide the stars. While the children and the good people sleep, one of the most magical nature's tricks begins. As beautiful as deadly it swings in the air, slowly, almost nonchalantly it lands on the ground like a white feather blown by a little kid. Billions of water crystals, perfect shaped, creates a delicious sugar frosting on Bozeman.
The following morning, we hear the laugh of the Bozeman-lings discovering this year's first snow, running around, throwing snow balls, building ice-mans, tasting the ice or just observing this sudden feel of purity over their homes, their country. The warm autumn colors of the trees adds beauty to the painting. Leaves make a soft colorful tapestry and contrast with snow's detail-less whiteness.
It's been my duty as your friendly bloggin' Bozemanite to walk around the streets and take pictures of this unfortunately (or not?) temporary enchantment.

Please pardon my attempt of lyricism today. I admit this snow must have froze some part of my brain and here is the awful result. But anyway, I hope it made you smile or even laugh (who knows?) and that you'll have a great time looking at the pictures and maybe a great day !

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