Large snowflakes, circling in the sky, as if clutching each other and dropping down with downed flakes, lay down on thin twigs of bushes and trees. The rustling carpet of leaves gradually became covered with a light foam of an air curtain.
The forest seemed frozen in delight at the beauty of the resulting landscape. Frosts and snowfalls will adorn this forest throughout the winter. It will still become crystal and will sparkle in the rays of a cold, winter sun. But, alas, the charm of the first snow will not happen again.