Winter

We have a great respect for winter, but not much liking for it. Snow has its uses: it makes easily traversed winter roads through the woods and covering the earth. Making unique snow angels by the frozen Kenzie Lake.

But, to me, it is not formed of the gossamer flakes that fall upon a artist's window.

Sometimes it is blinding and cruel and impenetrable, and its dainty little patterns

when multiplied a billion times can kill a person

and often do.

There are people who are afraid of the winter

as some people are of lightning or fire or high places.

Hmm, something new~