First snow in the forest

this place in the forest, where mothers never entered out of fear and children were forbidden to go, reminds me of my childhood... we were always there, we little rebels with big dreams...
some kids were fishing, some were finding rare insects, and I was forever wandering in the forest, dreaming that I would find a good fairy, to ask her some questions out of pure curiosity...
many years have passed, Im here again, the first snow is blowing and Im really good.