30. Snowflakes Are the Tears of Other Snowflakes
Aww. This does put a different spin on winter, doesn’t it? It’s a funny thing how we often grumble about the very stuff that makes winter… well, winter. Here’s this little snowflake, probably proud of its frosty handiwork, just to overhear that no one likes its chilly art. And who knew that snowflakes were such sensitive souls?
Their tears become our blizzards, and suddenly the cold snap feels a tad more personal. Maybe next time the snow starts to swirl, we’ll remember this little guy and think twice before we curse the cold. Let’s try giving a warm smile to the next flake that lands on our glove – a little love might just make the winter wonderland a bit more wonderful for all of us, snowflakes included.