Despite the looming gloom of doom and unforseen crises waiting to pounce, I am yet in awe of all the beauty in this world.

And take it, henceforth, as my duty to attempt to describe, perpetuate and celebrate it all.

And after describing the merriment of chasing the first and last leaf to fall in the already Autumn, take in the magnificence of the first snowflake of an oncoming season colliding ever so lazily with the outreach of a young child's tongue.