Winter

Every season has is reason for existing. The creation, duration, and conclusion of it is what keeps us living breathing and eventually dieing. Winter with its blanket of white, blocks the worn brown earth from our destructive feet. It protects and strengthens the new life which is awaiting its grand awakening in the spring. The peace of winter is truly found on a night when the snow has freshly fallen and the moon is full. At this time a simple walk will take a person into a different world that can never be touched by the light of day, one that is so peaceful so beautiful that only heaven could up stag it.