Greenwoman put some snow on her blog, and I got covetous.  Snow: I wanted.

There is nothing I like more than a really thickly falling snow, snow blanketing everything and muffling sound.  It still speaks to me of snow days, of a kind of cancellation of everyday routines.  Bundling up, drawing in, pulling inside–the creation of a private world no larger than one’s home and perhaps the fields outside.

All other things being equal, December is my favorite time of the year.  I found some beautiful illustrations by Jen Lobo that make me think of trees and ornaments, fields, birds, falling snow, and late December.  Enjoy.