There is one place on this earth where the rain choose to fall not in its usual liquid style but change its form and settle on the trees . it started like this that the hard work of the clouds and air was getting wasted by getting absorbed into the earth . So the escapist rain befriended the chilly freezable winds in the north and blew them first and came by slowly when it was the right time for a vacation and started to fall in a white cloudy manner . The first few hours are a wonder and awe and you seem to see the whole thing in wonder for ever . But then after the awe comes the wonder of Why Why ? Why ?

So if the winter in minneapolis is to be described then there is just one line for it . It is the place where the gods have given permission for the rain god to stand and enjoy the nature . To be on the leaves on the trees, the houses , on the cars and rusting them , on making the beautiful lake to one solid ..the wonders just keep coming all the way.