“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it; the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.” – Andrew Wyeth
With winter comes a stillness, a quietness not found in other seasons. The seasons of growth have come to an end. The animals limit their activity. People retreat indoors to avoid the cold. If you go outside on a crisp winter day and listen, the silence is almost magical. Everything seems at peace.
The earth is silent now, but beneath the snow and frozen ground, dormant life is waiting to emerge. Soon the snow will seep into the earth to provide water for trees and plants to unfurl with new growth. The birds will sing and the animals will come out of burrows and a wonderful new season will blossom. But for now we enjoy the quiet. -DS