“Frost grows on the window glass, forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry.
Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more ammunition.
Now it can build castles and cities and whole ice continents with your breath’s vapor.
In a few blinks you can almost see the winter fairies moving in.” — Vera Nazarian
“Winter is a time of promise because there is so little to do — or because you can now and then permit yourself the luxury of thinking so.” — Stanley Crawford
Winter’s Art — Photos by David Palumb © 2018
Life Is Full of Sweet Spots 