I’m looking out the windows and It’s started snowing again here in Poland. The slowly falling flakes in the sky still spark wonder in me, probably due to my childhood in south London where the most snow we got was a kin to the dusting of icing sugar you might get on a cake. Although I know that in a day or two the snow will have become a horrible black icey sludge on the pavement, ruining shoes, I can’t help but still enjoy this moment.