Whenever I see snow…

I can’t help but think about a tiny world of Whos (re: How the Grinch Stole Christmas) on each snowflake. The whole microscopic world going through multiple generations of life and death and growth and discovery in the time it takes the snowflake to reach the earth.

And we, as humans who are too big and too absorbed in our own lives to notice, miss the entire thing.

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