“That’s what winter is: An exercise in remembering how to still yourself then how to come pliantly back to life again.” – Ali Smith
The strength and brilliance of winter sun.
Blue is bluer.
Air crisp and sharp.
The sound of snow under foot.
A quiet, slowing, softening.
The great pause.
Acceptance opens the door to joy.
Prelude, precursor to spring.
Preparation and transformation in the rest.
“Ô, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.”― Roman Payne