different strokes for different folks

Everytime I feel their sarcastic smile, criticizing me because my inexperience in walking on ice or snow, I remember of them, wiping-out in waves of the rough Ipanema sea...

I slid, I fall, I laugh, I get up and restart again (nice and slowly). Hilarious!

I'ts all about practice... Everything is new now, but I'm getting used to.

Wait for that. Soon!

graced

I’m blessed.

In fact, I always knew that it will snow!

For me, it is a kind of gift - special one.

Despite of being pretty cold and the slipping floor makes me almost miss one’s footing, I simply don’t care. I’m amazed.

It’s a marvellous grace.

not completely

In spite of being frustrated because I haven’t saw the lakes totally frozen (and still haven't ice skated on them, inclusively!), I’m quite satisfied. I have felt in these last days the nature power through its transformation of this season and its preparation for the next one.

It’s a magic process.

I’m sure that will be integrally done next time - not only about that... At last, it's something more complexed than the ducks habitat - unfortunately, did by halves yet.

Next cicle (time/round): I'm ready for it!