Winter, for all its icy coldness and dark nights, is beautiful.
It’s a subtle beauty, to be sure. The snowfalls seem endless, the whipping winds, cruel, and everyone holes up in their homes for some sort of respite.
But in midst of all that, there is also the wonder of seeing a perfectly six pointed snowflake, and the joy of watching the snow fall quietly at night. Despite the harsh frost of winter, there is excitement in warming up with a cup of cocoa, and in waking up to see Jack Frost designs on the windows.
It may seem endless at times, but there’s beauty in everything if you just look for it and winter, as I’ve learned, is no exception.
“their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel thread and garlands of metallic filaments that disappear underneath the other ornaments and finery.” – vera nazarian
“what good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” -john steinbeck
“winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” – edith sitwell
“snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people’s legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.” – sarah addison allen