And so once more it’s really snowing in London. The flurries peek from around the corners and then jolt children’s faces into playgrounds of surprise and exhaltation. Besides the unpoetic sensations the flurries can cause when they catch you cycling or wandering around scarfless, the gentle fall brings everyone a portion of peace and wonder, especially in the largely seasons-free London. On another note, I’m not posting as much these days, as for the past two weeks I’ve been crawling out of a series of colds, which seem to strike back every weekend when I stay out those couple of hours too long. Below you’ll find an interesting animation of snow that I stumbled upon while researching my next topic, an illustrator named Shaun Tan.