Blankets upon blankets of snow cover our once lush green ground. Record breaking sub zero temperatures seem to freeze our very souls. Thoughts of wonder enter your mind as of why I live in such a place. There is beauty in everything, but in order to see it you must understand what you're seeing. The white desert that once was crop fields and trees that appear to be frosted surround you. The moon luminates the night like the midnight sun. Even winter, the fourth season. Everything has beauty, and yet, is only temporary.