Need a coffee….

Nature might just be the only one with a hundred percent success rate. It just never fails, and just never gives up. Does its job, dutifully as ever, year after year, decades after decades, eons after eons.

Waits for none, cares for none, it will do what it has to. Whether it’s the gentle rustle of the autumn leaves and the soothing melody of a flowing stream, or the wrath of the tsunami during the holiday season at a tourist destination. There can be no distractions and any attempts will be cruelly done away with (look at the slap on the face of humankind in the form of global warming, for having taken nature’s abundance for granted).

While unashamedly determined, nature is also compassionate and giving. I guess that’s the reason they call it the ‘mother’.

As I sit by my window on this quiet and lazy afternoon, I see nature is in quite a similar mood too. There is a soft breeze blowing, the trees have gone completely bald, and are now covered in sparkling white powdery snow. Tiny trinkets of silvery ice land patiently joining the million others that are waiting. Rooftops have turned from gray to white and cars are unidentifiable. The land rests under a white blanket. The trees face the snow with character, even let it rest on them for awhile. Cars on the other hand always act weird and seem shaky in this season. They might be doing this as an excuse to take a break.

Speaking of which, I think I should take break from my rambling too. A hot cuppa coffee would be just the thing for the moment. Oops, no milk at home!