Beverly Hills Residences, a winter wonderland when the snowy seasons knock at our doors to look outside the window and see the sky turn grey only to let snowflakes fall, to walk on something as delicate as snow, to pause, to think and to be bewildered. The snowy season arrives and we say goodbyes to the scattered pine trees, to the twilight shadows of the forest but cold welcomes await for the purest of them all, the fluffy snow.