At any rate, let's get to it...
What I Love About Winter
Listening to the rain hit the window on a cold, rainy night while snuggled up in a warm bed.
Curling up on the couch with a good book, a cup of hot tea and a snoozy cat.
The brisk, fresh air right after a heavy rain.
Stormy weather at the coast.
Wearing turtlenecks and my favorite fleece ponchos.
Cheerful, crackling fires in the fireplace.
I love writing in the quietness of winter - the other seasons are just not quiet.
Eggnog, special lattes at Starbucks and pumpkin pie.
Squirrels looking for their stash in the snow.
The sound of a mean winter wind whipping through the tall evergreens.
Fat little birds sitting on naked tree branches.
Clear, starry nights when the temperature drops.
The way misty-fog collects in the low-lying meadows.
Boots, boots and more boots!
Seeing your breath in the cold and trying to make 'smoke rings'.
The excitement of losing power (which evaporates quickly, I might add).
Hot soup that makes you feel warm from the inside out.
Guilt-free hibernating.
Lighting candles - they just seem brighter in the winter.
Watching the kids play in the snow.
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There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you....
In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other;
only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches
when you can savor belonging to yourself.
~Ruth Stout
2 comments:
Nicely done, my friend! :o)
It is almost midnight, and I am curled between blankets listening to a cow peeing on a flat rock. What does that say to you?????
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