There is so much inspiration in winter. The soft, muted palette, often lined in white. Sunrises and sunsets in vibrant strokes of gold and purple and red and indigo. Pale blue skies that match the shadows in the snow.

And then there’s the snow. When, at times, you feel like you’re sitting inside a snow globe, all cozy with your coffee and your book while the wind and the white rages about you. When you step outside in the quiet and hear the whisper of snowflakes falling on their brothers. When you walk at night and see the moonlight make the earth glow. There is nothing else like it.

Ice turns trees to glass. Trees become dark lace against the sky.

And embraces are all the more warm.