When the bold branches
Bid farewell to rainbow leaves -Welcome wool sweaters.
B. Cybrill
B. Cybrill
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.
Anais Nin
When there's snow on the ground, I like to pretend I'm walking on clouds.
Hosaka
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
But I am sure that I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come around... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant timel the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seen by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely. -Dikens
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