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Showing posts with label enjoying winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label enjoying winter. Show all posts

Sunday

Winter Came down to our home one night...

Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
Bill Morgan, Jr.

The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting.
Louisa May Alcott

Monday

For a long winter's night... a quote

Brew me a cup for a winter's night.
For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I'll toast our bright eyes,
my sweetheart fair.
Minna Thomas Antrim

Friday

Beautiful Winter Quotes

Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, upon a winter's day, how beautiful the shadows are! Alas! it is the nature of their kind to be so. The loveliest things in life, Tom, are but shadows; and they come and go, and change and fade away, as rapidly as these!”
Charles Dickens

Hot coffee and cold winter mornings are two of the best soul mates who ever did find each other.
Terri Guillemets

There is always something amazing to consider about winter. You just have to look deeply!

Tuesday

I could learn to like winter...



I could just look at this scene forever... 











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Wednesday

Today's Quote about Comfort

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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.
Edith Sitwell

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
Victor Hugo

Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories
Unknown

One kind word can warm three winter months.
Japanese Proverb

Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh