We woke up this morning to a fresh coat of snow 15cm or so. It reminded me of a line from a poem I wrote many years ago:
Winter steps into the bed of seasons once again
With fresh white sheets
And gray blankets.
This little gem went out to one of my newsletter subscribers (Susan Land). Susan won this small painting on Christmas Eve and I will have it shipped to her as soon as I can get my snow blower to work today.