Love the winter … the snow … the stillness … the fresh brisk air … the rich blue skies … the time to reflect and renew! But by definition, every season has its start and it has its finish …
Here in the Pacific Northwest we’ve had several bouts of winter – spring – winter – spring – winter. Oh, we’ve been out in the camper through it all, and worked and played both in the snow and in the sun.
… but it’s not warm enough to sit on the beach yet! It is time to settle in close to the water, with our backs sheltered by the hills.
A comfortable life indeed, and a fresh new season is coming. James Parton wrote:From Heaven I fall, though from earth I begin. No lady alive can show such a skin. I’m bright as an angel, and light as a feather, But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together.
Alas, winter snows are leaving … for a season.