Evergreen branches laden with snow, steaming tea with fresh baking, knit cardigans with denim shirts, plants singing loudly in the moments after a rain storm, and lattes; sitting together after a long week and just being. This is what I love about Winter. I love being able to bundle up so warm that the only part of you showing are two little eyes. I love venturing out on misty mornings; just me, my trusty camera, and the world as inspiration. I love making my way under a quilt, reading the heartfelt words of a novel, a story, a glimpse into someone else's world.Now this, this is Winter.