On any given day, during any other season, this park would be full of life. Water flowing, fish swimming in the ponds, leaves on the trees, lush green grass covering the ground, nature lovers sitting on the bench taking in the beauty, and people under the pavilion providing brief coverage from the beating sun.

Now, the leaves have fallen, the ponds are frozen over, the pavilion is empty, the bench has grown cold, and Mother Nature has left a blanket of snow over the grass. It’s almost as if the park has been packed away for the winter. Is there any less beauty NOW than when it’s thriving? As beautiful as all that life is, there is something here to be admired. There is a pristine pureness to appreciate in the untouched park. The unblemished snow does something to the soul.