We woke this morning to frost on the fields. The muscular vines become clear on my dog walks and the taste for winter vistas are revived. Sunset still comes way too early as I am not fully in winter mind.
" a taste for winter, a love for winter vistas- a belief they are as beautiful and seductive in their own way, and as essential to the human spirit as any summer scene- is part of the human condition. Wallace Stevens, in his poem 'the snow man" called this new feeling" "a mind of winter"
from Winter, Five windows on the season by Adam Gopnick
from Winter, Five windows on the season by Adam Gopnick
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