A stood this morning watching the gentle stream of perfect flurries falling in unison and in perfect harmony while drinking my morning cuppa of coffee.

No breeze, no traffic sounds, just the quiet of a Sunday morning. The flurries touching the ground being instantly melted and absorbed into the ground as they settled down. A culmination of several factors created this mesmerizing serenity and tranquilness. Nature is relentless action with beauty in every act.

If only every minute of life every day could be like this… a man can dream, can’t he?