Embracing Winter's Warmths.
Embracing Winter's Warmth.
It hangs with an icy grip on the crisp edges of November, waiting to drop in with the howling shrieks of the North winds fury. Its chilly glare haunts you when a frigid breeze, disrupts the leaves of October. It longs to bed us down in white blankets, a hyper-nation, a hibernation of shivering souls, enslaved in ice castles as we light burnt offerings to its vast powers. But there is something to be said for the warm comfort of two snuggling, as the world is buried in a crystallized tomb. It is a quiet place, muffled by the frozen condensation of most noise. Endless splendor lies untouched, diamond studded in the seldom seen, bedazzling sun. The crunch of four feet, tempting it's bite, and two hands sharing fingers creates the music of love. Each brittle note thaws in the souls of those who find contentment in Winter's charms.