Winter's Embrace

Part of me knows that winter won’t last long, really. So I’ve been getting out a bit and really relishing it.

Relishing the clean white of it, the snapping cold of it, the shivery bluster of it;

the crunch of the snow under boots, warm and dry,

the white of the landscape, the pale blue of the sky.

The puffs of air in front of my face, weak winter sun low in its place, these images of winter I’ll hold near and dear, to remember when summer is finally here.

But now I’ll love it, the cold winter snow, revel in winter wherever I go. Each season gifts us with it’s special grace, and winter’s reward is in its embrace.