It hasn’t ceased snowing, nor does it appear to be even slowing down. All has been cleansed in a white covering. Every surface is pure and unblemished, coated in cotton, dipped in white chocolate. Great Magnolia leaves hold the bounty of the skies as if scoops to vanilla ice cream. Blood red cardinals punctuate the leafless deciduous limbs, bare of their leaves until spring. The red berries of the holly appear to be tiny ornaments amidst its shapely greenery. Feathery pines, cypress and hemlocks hold dollops of the frozen precipitation as if under baked meringues collapsed on their tips. It is a fairyland fit for the sugar plum queen.