Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Winter came down to our home one night, quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow, and we, we were children once again.
Bill Morgan Jr.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand, and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
~ Beautiful winter pictures captured by my sister-in-law Amy Jackson ~