What can we say about the first month of 2014? Cold, cold, cold. Icy, clear, colorful, bright shining windy days. The powdery white snow of January remains on the ground. It will melt soon enough, and we will cease to think of these days that we endured with grim humor -- these days that have surprised us with their beauty.
May we never lose the wonder that springs up from these scenes, that lets us see that we are still children, and that everything is really fresh and new.
