I miss that kind of wintry day. We've had no winter to speak of for years now. It is easy to see how much the climate has changed. Love and peace to you, Stephen.
For those of the North and well-prepared, winter can be a time of glory as you suggest. But for those of the South whose infrastructure is not prepared for such things, winter can be a time of great disaster.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Regis ❄🌨🍁
Ron
Yes, the winter weather is so pretty and... through a window "it is nice to look at..." but, oh so chilly cold... "So stay inside"
Well, and let it snow!
Enjoyed your verse Stephen
With warm regards
Isabella