When I close my eyes, I can almost feel the snowflakes falling, melting on my face; their iciness warming my heart. Winter will always be a cherished season. I feel close to my Heavenly Father when I am surrounded by the silence of a snowfall.
“ Flower-shop, Brussels, designed by Paul Hankar, XIX century. ” This is literally the perfect, most fitting sort of thing to put in the window of an Art Nouveau front like this. One of the things I enjoyed about Brussels was the Art Nouveau.