What is it about winter?
“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” ~John Burroughs
There is something about the soft light and gorgeous sunrises on crisp winter mornings. Winter has a stark beauty of its own, unlike the other seasons it is not showy, it stops life dead in its tracks yet holds a beauty words can’t paint .The color of winter is our imagination….Do you see it ?