Shadows creeping, as sun sets. The world turns mellow, as the bewitching hour sets in.
A winter dream of snowflakes falling on a cold winter's night. Of deep crimson sunsets, of cold and darkness and the warmth inside.
Snowy dreams somewhere in the depths of the forest one deep Winter's night.
The orange pink glow of Winter evenings touch my core. such beauty, such depth, Winter's magical light glows bright.
The Earth sleeps, nature stands still, all is quiet and at rest. Winter's peace has depth.
Flowers will bloom again, they are getting ready, life is going to burst through but now tis the time to dream and rest, slow down like all of nature in Winter.
Linking to Paint Party Friday