Now that’s more like it. HDT dismisses both God and man in one sentence, followed by the rest of the paragraph about one thing, a snowflake, one single snowflake, beautifully described. And I agree completely, who can say that god made that, or man-made anything more exquisite than that single snowflake. ‘We are rained on and snowed on with gems.’
This is something I’ve said many times before on the LW blog that true beauty, proper wonder and amazement can be right in front of our faces. A snowflake one day, a leaf the next, a droplet of water to the guy whose book I read and forget the name of. We don’t need to go thousands of miles to far flung exotic destinations to find this. I always wondered why people from the UK had to go to India or Australia to ‘find themselves’ when it’s about the furthest away they could get. Why they never found themselves in France or Turkmenistan is beyond me. Maybe I’m just jealous I found myself in the most unlikely of places. Though maybe I would’ve been quicker in Kathmandu rather than West Lothian. But anyway, snowflakes are great.