January is the quietest month in the
garden.  …  But just because it looks quiet doesn’t mean that nothing is happening. 
The soil, open to the
sky, absorbs the pure rainfall while microorganisms convert tilled-under fodder into usable nutrients
for the next crop of plants.  The feasting earthworms tunnel along, aerating the soil and preparing it to welcome the seeds
and bare roots to come.”


–  Rosalie Muller Wright, editor of Sunset Magazine

“There is a privacy about it which no other
season gives you …..  In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on
each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when
you can
savor belonging to yourself.”

–  Ruth Stout 

“Winter,
a lingering season, is a time to gather golden moments, embark upon a sentimental journey,
and enjoy every idle hour. “

–  John Boswell

“Winter is the time for comfort – it is the time for home.”

–  Edith Sitwell

“O thou,
Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
Each like a corpse within its grave, until
Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow
Her clarion o’er the dreaming earth.”

–  John Davies, Ode to the West Wind  

“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.”

-Anne Bradstreet


Winter Twilight

 
by Anne Porter

On a clear winter's evening
The crescent moon
And the round squirrels' nest
In the bare oak
Are equal planets.

– See more at: www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20500#sthash.TtGeYax7.dpuf

<div</divWinter Twilight


On a clear winter’s evening
The crescent moon

And the round squirrels’ nest
In the bare oak

Are equal planets.

-Anne Porter


Be still and know that I am God.

-Psalm 46:10

*Photography by Stacey Libbert


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