Winter is cold and makes you shiver, sometimes it makes your voice quiver. It is exquisite Sort of like an exhibit.
Stars glow in the nights sky, like a bolt of lightning.
Sometimes when I am sitting by the blazing hot fire, looking out my window at the cold, freezing blue, gray sky, I can just feel the sky's feelings of how freezing and hypothermic it is. I am cold but not cold. I wonder if the groundhog will see his shadow. Boxed candy and cards. February, I love it.