I stand in the midst of a field. My eyes are closed. You ask me to describe my surrounding.
I sense the unmistakable feeling of freedom. This feeling of endless possibilities.
I hear the crunching under my feet as I move. Is makes a soft noise.
I smell the freshness of the air. As if it were a new beginning.
I feel the stinging coldness on my unprotected skin.
I taste natural, clear air without chemical substances.
I open my eyes.
I see the beautiful, glittering, white, nature.
Only the sun can make the snow sparkle in this special manner.