“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs
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“Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.” – Yoko Ono
“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 pray this winter be gentle and kind—a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.” – John Geddes
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“Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity.” – Novala Takemoto
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“O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?” – Percy Bysshe Shelley
The plant world wants to communicate with us just as much as we want to communicate with them. But because we’ve forgotten their language, we’ve become deaf to their gentle greetings.
There are enormous questions and hurdles to contemplate. Does the mountain have the right to exist without being blasted with dynamite for coal or roads? Does the air have the right to be free of the mercury and sulfur in coal smoke?
“Sitting in the large waiting room of a crowded medical facility, I got to witness just how quickly the human spirit can be moved to dance in us when magic is afoot.”