A New Day.
A rustle, a flutter.
Everything is still and calm on the surface,
Below the calm is nature waking up, waiting for the new days sun to take away the white coating.
Within minutes colours come alive, fragances sweep across the forest, fresh and clean.
A new day begins.
S C Richmond 
Beautiful x
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