The glossy, thin coat of powder snow covers the rooftops. It's at least at freezing, maybe higher. Yet the clouds are pearl white and the sky is water blue.
The weather changes a lot. Light jackets, breeze calm days change to white blizzard days. Through the glass windows, I see a sparrow searching for food. A tremendous pile of snow fills the background. The trees' branches are touching the tip of the sky, as if they were divers stretching for a pearl. Some of the big, strong leaves are struggling to keep their stems connected to the branches, with the wind swaying smoothly.
The cars are parked, most of them. The big icicles are in a pattern of zig-zags. The roads are white, with a pinch of black. It looks like sugar powder on a chocolate donut. The balcony is decorated with little tif-tufs of snow. It seems as if the evergreens are the only things alive. Winter is cool. Do you like it? Winter through my balcony is plain harmony. No more bees, only bare trees.
— ADITI KASHI, second-grader, Dibble Elementary School/Jackson