The cold is sharp against my face, but there’s a kind of cotton in my ear canals.  The crunch of the snow is muffled as I make my way...

While in my room, I rested, frozen in bed, my mind infested, I wanted to get up and move. Is that too much to ask for? As I imagined,...

Twilight of life coming to a slower pace. Light from the sun appears less often. Lifeforms fattening and hunkering in place. White...

Winter, what would You be Without skiing and sledding Through the freshly fallen powder, Sparkling, swirling around? Winter, what would...

Get out your boots and gloves, because it is the season for snow, but will it come? Most people have an opinion on snow, yet that opinion...