Like a crow, I adore all things sparkly.
Perhaps the most beautiful thing I have ever seen is the glittery sparkle of perfect snowflakes in the sun on a crisp day. Each one unique and so intricate and delicate it takes your breath away.
I wait for those days... the kind of day that is cold enough to have the snowflakes land and stay in perfect formation, a bluebird sky as the background. It usually means crunchy snow as you trek along in wonder. Calm and cold and magical.