I love the smells and sounds of Autumn, all the color and crispness. Winter is my season; it suits me, fits me like a favorite pair of worn out jeans and a faded flannel shirt. Winter days can be warm and sunny, all light and good and happy. Winter mornings are sharp with cold, sparkling in the light of dawn when there is snow or frost giving a super sparkle to everything.
Some winter days can blow with a brutal wind, tiny snowflakes slicing into your skin and eyes until you are bowed over with your head and nose scrunched into your coat.
And then there are winter days where snow floats down fluffy in huge soft flakes to settle on the earth like my fleece-lined slippers on my bare feet. Those winter days bring peace and calm and a sense that everything will work out just the way it’s supposed to.