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, "Winter Sunshine"
The solstice has passed, and now we have the cold winter season to look forward to, with its sparkling landscapes of frost and ice. During my hike at the Redmond Watershed Preserve the day after Thanksgiving, I passed by many shady spots along the trail that hadn't been touched by the warm sunlight, and the leaves were covered in needles of frost, sculpted into glittering artwork by the icy breath of approaching winter. It was interesting to study how the frosty coating defined and accentuated the leaf structure.
Once again, I'm trying to take a cue from Thoreau and "live in each season as it passes..." Winter might be a time of year known for its dark, cold dreariness and seemingly lifeless brown landscapes, but even in this season, it's possible to find beauty, to feel "the fire of the frost" permeating the air.
Be sure to get outdoors and soak in the season during this holiday week. Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas!