There is something magical about snow.

Maybe it’s the fact that most romantic winter movies have a romantic scene in the snow, where the main characters talk about their feelings loud and clear, while snow is falling down around them in a manner that makes it look like the most precious moment you’ll even get to witness. In a way, they make you put yourself in the main leads shoes and imagine yourself standin in the snow being all loved up by someone.

Maybe it’s the fault of all those well-edited pictures taken in white sceneries that create a cold yet warm feeling when seeing them and you instantly picture yourself standing in the middle of a white meadow, alone or with a significant other.

Or maybe, it’s the fact that nature is so unbelievably beautiful that even in its coldest state it manages to enchant us and show us how inovative and magestic it can be.

I’ve been meaning to post these pictures in a while and honestly, I am not sure what I’ve been waiting for. Maybe the right time? Or maybe I was picking the right words all this time, but in total honesty there are no suitable words to describe this view. I am a true fan of summer, however, no one can resist a cold morning within this white street.

A while back, at the coldest day Greece has ever seen, friends and I decided to visit the mountains. A nearyby village that is actually not that high up the mountains, but a few minutes away from a beach. Greece is filled with paradox places, combining beach and mountains at the same area.

There was no snow in the city just a chilly atmosphere, but almost an hour away from where I live, a beautiful place was waiting for me to see. Not explore given the circumstances, but just enough beauty for the eye to see and feel better for the whole situation we’re all experiencing.

I always get excited for a destination. I love the drive and the journey to reach the place I’m meant to see because the anticipation to get there and the ignorance of what I’m about to see is filling me and for some time I feel like the world is mine to take. The world is filled with places we’ve not seen yet and that stirs the exitement within me.

When it comes to snow, I act like a child. Despite my 24 years, with the first snowflake I always feel like a little kid ready to put on some gloves, scarf and beanie and just go play in the snow. How could I not? From a young age our parents take the first opportunity to show us the snow and teach us how to play with it, by building snowmen and making snow angels on the silky snow.

Most of my life, including now, I’ve spent it loving and admiring the sea. I like the calmess it brings me and how insignificant every problem seems when I am standing in front of the sea and on a hot sand. However, there is something about this white silky sheet that just makes me want to look at it. Well, somewhere warm with a hot coffee in hand perhaps, but still I want to look that icy scenery.

If you’re not so lucky to live in a place that can so masterfully combine summer and winter at the same time in the best way possible, then maybe I can get you to travel through my stories and who knows? If you close your eyes, with the tigh music, the world will fade away for a while and you’ll feel without the burden of the world on your shoulders and that’s all life is about.

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