Ice cream
In the winter twilight there is a wonderful light. When the yellow light of the lanterns spreads over the white snow and everything turns into a fairy tale. I love this time, cold and sweet, like ice cream.
Ice cream
In the winter twilight there is a wonderful light. When the yellow light of the lanterns spreads over the white snow and everything turns into a fairy tale. I love this time, cold and sweet, like ice cream.