Snowflakes

There's been a lot on my mind this past week. Yet one fragile image dominates my thoughts.

Every snowflake is formed around a single infintesimal ice crystal.


When the ground is dusted with the first good snowfall of winter...it's beautiful--pure.

But after a little exhaust gets into it, it turns dirt-brown. And when the snow begins to melt again, the dirty stuff is tracked everywhere.

How beautiful pure snow is; how ugly life makes it!