“Go to the winter woods: listen there, look, watch, and “the dead months” will give you a subtler secret than...
“Come, ye cold winds, at January’s call, On whistling wings, and with white flakes bestrew The earth.” ~ John Ruskin...
“What miracle of weird transforming Is this wild work of frost and light, This glimpse of glory infinite?” – John...
“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” ~ John Steinbeck
“Pale in her fading bowers the Summer stands, Like a new Niobe with claspèd hands, Silent above the flowers, her...
“Wan February with weeping cheer, Whose cold hand guides the youngling year Down misty roads of mire and rime, Before...
“Behold the groves that shine with silver frost, their beauty withered, and their verdure lost!” ~ Alexander Pope
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