The winter is coming I have missed my sculpture lesson today to prepare some documents — I need them to get the passport for traveling abroad. I'm behind the plan already and I'm sure I will make a terrible bas-relief of the torso of Venera de Milo, because I have (a?) little time to finish my work. But wait, something has happened today — a lot of fresh white snow has fallen this morning. The ground is white, all roofs are covered in snow and branches of the trees are white too. Some trees have small fruits like apples which are still not eaten by birds. These fruits look like they are cream covered, pretty appetitive but bitter. Sometimes the wind blows out some pieces of snow from the branches making them resemble the candyfloss. Isn't it a children's fairy-tale? The snow is crunching beneath your shoes. People are mincing along on a slippery sidewalk and puffing out the steam from their noses and mouths. The snow-fighting vehicle is growling somewhere. Yes, the winter has come to our city.