Winter in Poland is white. The snow rests on naked trees creating a spectacular view, a true inspiration to an artistic soul. The temperature goes down to minus Celsius degrees. People dress so warm, that they become barely visible. Unidentified moving objects. They head home fast to rest in their heated houses, where they’d drink several tea’s. Poles drink a lot of tea.
Winter in Poland is gray. Full of sadness. And of darkness. A sunny day is a rare friend. So people seem more sad. And more gray.
Winter in Poland is finally bright. Children go out to sleigh and giggle the whole way, from the top of the mountain to its’ very bottom. Snowmen observe them from every corner, and laugh along with their big, rounded tummies.
What’s winter like where you live?