I am transported to a winter wonderland, with delicate snowflakes falling on the ground, and love is in the air.The sky is light rosy, the sun is about to rise, the snowflakes are twinkling, the branches are already covered with frost.

Fresh, white rose silently lying on the ground.

In the colder weather it turns into a beauty that it really is. Its smells like a colder kind of rose with cedar, a very cold rose