I’m not a snow person. The snow, cold, and ice aren’t my thing. I never wanted to go skiing or have a snowy holiday. I’m more of a nice mild spring type of person. The only time I want to spend in the mountains is during summer when the mountains are fresh and green. But still, there are some occasions when I like the snow. Past Tuesday was one of those days. After a whole day of snow, we woke up to a beautiful snow-covered sight. The whole village looked like a part of a snow painting.  Too bad this kind of view doesn’t last long.