When I hear the word “winter,” I think of falling snow, of a quiet world bathed in white. I hear it crunch beneath my shoes as breath escapes my lips in whispers of smoke.
Winter often symbolizes a temporary death, a pause, a hibernation period. On the opposite hand, Christmas, in certain belief systems, celebrates the birth of a baby, the beginning of a new life.
While nature takes pause and celebrates death, we celebrate life.
What is written without effort is in general read without pleasure. – Samuel Johnson
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