The wind blows through the windows as you drive the sun hits the horizon as clouds block out light out in the distance painting a picture of patchwork light.
Flowers line the roadside as you drive by purple, yellow, pink, red a rainbow leading the way giving colour to the road ahead.
There’s snow on the mountain in the distance that’s the destination of course, the white fields of magic a winter wonderland with snowflakes dancing in the air covering all that surrounds with a blanket of wonder.
But for now the countryside is alive with the beauty that is living the world around you is alive the wind blows through the open fields to the right gently rustling the ever so long grass as the sea of green moves in union.
To the left the trees of the forest also dance as the wind glides through them, the eternal guardians move ever so gracefully as the invisible conductor slips through conducting a song of silent beauty.
This is heaven you think This is life There’s magic in the air and I am alive.