It's never been a secret how much I would rather be enjoying the warm days of summer. But, even I'm not immune to beauty of a winter morning.
Stepping into the kitchen for that second cup of coffee, glancing out the window and seeing the skeleton crab apple tree covered in ice crystals. The rising sun making it sparkle like it was clothed in a million tiny diamonds. Still in pj's and bathrobe, I slipped on boots and stepped outside to stand beneath the tree and watch the sun rise.
"There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you. In spring, summer and fall people sorf of have an open season on each other. Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself."
~ Ruth Stout