A couple years ago I took my sweetie (a California native) back home to Madison, WI with me for the winter holidays.
We were walking through downtown visiting some shops when it began to snow. Suddenly she noticed a snowflake on her coat sleeve. Not just a clump of fallen snow but rather a single, delicate, perfectly crystallized and preserved, splendidly unique tiny little snowflake. She stopped!
"Oh my gosh, look!" She cried.
"What, what?" I said.
"It's a snowflake." She replied in an almost reverential tone."It's beautiful." There was a pause as she smiled, stared at it intently and nearly nudged it with her cozily gloved fingertip as she said "I think I'll name him Herman."
It was quite possibly one of the most adorable things I had ever witnessed. A single snowflake in its infinite uniqueness and perfection mixed with a childlike innocence with a heart open enough to love and appreciate it.