I have one of sprites and goblins. And dress by yellow candlelight. In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure in the landscape . . . I think I know.
Every mile is two in winter.
Through the white and drifted snow. For summer being done, all things stand upon them with a weather-beaten face, and the whole country, full of woods and thickets, represented a wild and savage hue. It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. This Page Printer-Friendly Version BoxerMath Classroom Connect EdGate PH School Scott Foresman SkyLight Professional Development Find a wealth of learning resources for your classroom. Professional and Classroom Learning resources.