Today I learned how beautiful those early mornings van actually be. As my mother and I drove down the street slowly, we were overtaken by the beautiful snow that lathered itself over the frail branches. This was a winter wonderland. I had never seen anything like it. The true beauty of nature was evedent as we strolled down the backroads of concord. As the day got older, the snow started to melt away, and so did the beauty, but I will still always remember the Beauty of the early morning winter wonderland.