Once upon a time there was a young artist. His name was Valentino. It happened not very long ago, just a week and not very far away, just outside the town where he was living.
We had the first snow of this year. Much snow. Our government, in his wisdom, did declare an officially preventive weather alarm.
So Valentino went out, together with his dog Browny. The sun was shining over the fields, all covered with snow, which was a wonderful scenery. The young animal jumped enthousiastically around Valentino. The young man's heart jumped up with joy.

(This is a part of a Valentine story, written by myself, febr. 2007).