Winter Time Stories

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“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” — John Burroughs I’ve known some Januarys where snow has been off somewhere to the north, where you could only find ice in the freezer, and winter coats were hardly …

Winter Wonders I’ve Seen

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“The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different.” – J.B. Priestley I like living in an area where the landscape takes on new looks as the seasons change. That’s not to say that I’m not ready …

Surprised by Icicles

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Are those the magic fairy wands glistening on the trees or only winter icicles that I see? (Anonymous) I took a break from trying to flesh out a new story idea yesterday and went walking. Walking is a good time for thinking. You see everything around you, but you don’t have to really think about how you’re moving your feet …