By now, two warm candles are glowing on the wreath. Pure delight, the first snow of the season has fallen, and the world is transformed into a winter wonderland. The snow-covered hills and trees sparkle in the sunlight, and the air is crisp and fresh. I can hear the cheerful squeals of children sledging down the slopes and the crunch of the snow beneath my feet as I walk. The snow feels cold and soft against my skin, and the air smells clean and refreshing. It's a magical time filled with the season's joy and nature's beauty. - Monika Baechler
Mona is a versatile writer with experience in both fiction and non-fiction. She deeply loves the written word and is always seeking new and exciting ways to explore the human experience through her writing.