Winter's Sojourn

I LoveWinter ~

Recalling the days when my father
created a pond in a nearby field

upon which my sister and I could skate!

Then, when a teacher, my winter weekends
were schussing down ski slopes
with 'lifts' to the top of hills or mountain tops.
How refreshing and thrilling!

The following musings by the literary, clarify the true essence of Season Winter.

William Blake's advice: In seed time ~ learn.
In harvest ~ teach and in winter ~ enjoy.

“If we had no winter,,

the spring would not be so pleasant ~

if we, sometimes, did not taste of adversity ~

prosperity would not be so pleasant.

(Anne Broadstreet's popular opinion)

Lewis Carol, in one of his novels stated,I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields...that it kisses them so gently? And then, covers them up so snug with a white quilt... then says, “Go to sleep, Darlings till summer comes again.”

When Winter Comes

When the snow is deep and drifted

And the air is full of sleet,

I wonder how the chickadees

Find food that they can eat.

I like to spread some crumbs outdoors

To feed the hungry throng,

And at a time while they can show their thanks,

By bursting into song.

If everyone would spread some crumbs
Upon the pure white snow,

The birds would not be hungry

When the cold winds do blow.

When all the snowbirds go south,

These fellows stay behind

To brighten up the coldest day

By singing! They're so kind.

(Composed and written by Regina Sauro)

Albert Camus commented,
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned

that within me, there lay an invincible summer.”

Percy Bysshe Shelley ponders:If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Winter is not a season ~ it's a Celebration,

viewed Animika Mishra.

It is the life of the crystal,

the architect of the flake,

the fire of the frost,

the soul of the sunbeam.

The crisp winter is full of it.

(John Burroughs)

Adapted by Merle Baird-Kerr...January 7, 2020

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