The leaves are gone from the trees. The birches and oaks and maples stand bare. It's the dead of winter, and that expression is no mistake. Still, beauty persists. There's something quite exquisite about a leafless tree silhouetted against a twilight sky ... frost bejeweling the delicate edges of fallen leaves ... ice cloaking each tender branch ... snow … Continue reading In the life of winter
Why do we enjoy these wonderful winter songs only at Christmastime? ⇒ What would you add? Leave us your thoughts below!