A miscellany of Winter. . . . . . . . .

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was 

in me an invincible summer.

~ Albert Camus ~

Those are words I thought would never apply to me. 

I have always loved winter, the cold air, the rain, the open landscape 

uncovered, see-through, beautiful in its bareness, even an occasional snow.

This winter has changed my mind. I long for some warmth, not hot and 

humid, just slightly warm to be able to go outside without slipping on

ice, dressed in fewer layers, and my feet without heavy boots.

Sharing my garden on cold, snowy, icy days these past couple of weeks.