Winter's Arrival

December 12, 2011. The clouds have been gathering all day. As each one arrived it brought a bit more of the scent that Winter wears, that cold, clean, silvery perfume that is Her’s alone. As the afternoon approached evening, the silence of the forest deepened with each passing moment, as if it and all its inhabitants were holding their breath as they awaited Winter’s arrival.

Just as twilight was upon us, She danced down from the sky, countless sparkles of snow drifting from her twirling skirts and frost bejeweled hands, her breath gently caressing the trees as she passed by, singing her song of rest and sleep.