Morning

It’s 10:00 AM, and Jyväskylä is finally bathed in sunlight. It must have snowed last night, because there’s a feather-light dusting of white over everything. The sky at the horizon is a warm peachy yellow, melting upwards into pure Carolina blue, and the sun has risen far enough for its beams to reach the very tips of the tallest pines in the distance. Their branches glow a warm olive-green as they gleam in the early-morning light, glinting and sparkling as the snow on each needle melts - for just a moment it quivers down in the form of droplets, flashing in the light, before slipping to the ground where it freezes once more. Closer, in the shade, the pines remain still and frosted, their icy branches the same color as the cool morning sky. The ground, too, is finally returning to its snow-covered state after days of dirty slush and ice: once again it is white and pristine, and when we finally bundle up and slip out the door, it will once again crunch beneath our feet. :)