The snow is sparkling like a million little suns. – Lama Willa Miller

Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains. – Henry Ward Beecher

It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east. The sun was shining very brightly, and yet there was an exhilarating nip in the air, which set an edge to a man’s energy. – Arthur Conan Doyle

The thunderhead collects out over the distant plain giving a show of what is to come. – Mike Dolan, @HawaiianLife