The dense, leaden gray clouds began to separate, like the seams of an old quilt, as patches of blue sky swelled, and the sun glinted upon the ground. It seemed almost symbolic as if Winter’s tenuous grasp was loosening,…

The trees, glazed in ice, quaked in the artic wind, clinking like glass, frozen in Winter’s capable and unrelenting grip.   As Winter continues to flex its muscles, and we again retreat indoors, consider introducing life and color into the…

    The clouds descended onto the ground, swallowing the land, tree tops first, and the snow swirled upon the wind before the horizon became entirely blurred, and the earth wholly incased in white.  A wondrous and eerie site.  Winter was flexing his…

  The landscape was not the chiseled, cold marble of January pasts, but rather a tepid, uninspired medium that seemed drab, soggy and malleable.  It was in a word, depressing.  As we fight off the winter blues, recover from the holiday season, and…

  The evening sky was clear and lucid as the stars hung upon every tree, like celestial ornaments, twinkling in the silver light of the moon.  It was one of the many gifts that nature would bestow upon this season.  …

    December is but a fleeting month, due in large part to the Holidays.  It’s as if the laws of space and time are temporarily suspended, and the days speed by with awesome velocity, and before you know it, we have…

As the heavy snow receded, the Evergreen boughs snapped back into shape, flexing their malleable nature while the skeletal forms of the deciduous trees seemed altogether vulnerable as twigs and branches were strewn across the ground.   The Evergreens, now, seemed to stand…