Beautiful Sunday, Beautiful Winter

It rained during the day. I listened to the sound of raindrops on the iron roofs outside my window, but that tune only became quieter in the late evening. I came out of the house and saw that the rain had really stopped. In its place, it had begun to snow. "It started to snow" sounds too optimistic; the distance between the individual snowflakes was at least two meters. They slowly descended from the sky to the ground, only to melt immediately. The cityscape remained more autumnal than winter. But I could go for a walk without an umbrella, and I didn't miss the opportunity. But the overall picture remained rather gloomy and for a post about a beautiful Sunday I had to look for winter shots in my archive. Blue twilight of a clear winter day and fluffy snow.