Changing from pale to light comes winter. Reflected in the transparent
ice, it becomes even more beautiful. The beauty of the white, it looks
most intently. In it you can dissolve, you can run from it, from the
cold, from what seems cold, but in fact conceals a fabulous beauty
created by the hand of God. Drawings on the window and icicles in
the heart - are they so similar? Smile. And for reference - this is
not the face of a famous person, this is a private photo.