I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show. ~Andrew Wyeth
I don't so much prefer winter. And this winter has not come in well. But there is grace. I am at least not in cold country anymore.
I need to hold on desperately to that last line in Wyeth's quote. Spring will come. And I don't know what waits. But I know that winter is not forever.
So I focus on today.