If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
I love the scents of winter! For me, it's all about the feeling you get when you smell pumpkin spice, cinnamon, nutmeg, gingerbread and spruce.
Winter is the time for stories, staying fast by the fire, and getting lost in a book.
There's just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you're special.
In the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold.