Watching the snow fall this morning reminds me of all the forces of Mother Nature.

Man’s belief in their own invincibility withers in the face of the gentle, but relentless, fall of snowflake on snowflake.

The beauty of the array hides the inevitability of it’s will to govern us. It reminds me of the discipline forced on us as children. Recalling the feeling of the test of wills that occurs when child meets parent, facing one of those battles that we innately realize we will lose.

Hard lessons at the time, but in perspective, they created the building blocks of our determination and abilities to power through the difficulties of life.

So I say, ‘snow on, pretty geometry, snow on’.