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Newborn winter clothes to buy (Reviews)in 2020
Tags: Baby Products, Baby Clothes, Baby Care, Winter

NEWBORN WINTER CLOTHES

The best Newborn Winter Clothes for babies to keep your little one warm and cozy as the temperature starts to dip. Design to go right over best Winter cloth for babies, this cozy fleece suit is perfect for when the temperature dips and you need to head outside with your baby. The pram is made from sherpa fleece on the outside and combed cotton on the inside and features built-in mittens.

As a parent, you want to do everything to make your baby comfortable. However, at such a young age they can’t verbally communicate with you about their comfort level. That’s why dressing your baby smartly for winters might prove to be challenging at times. If you are parenting a newborn, then you may want to check out the below winter cloth for babies on how to dress a newborn in winter.

If you don’t know where to start, together we’ll go through the necessities for your baby. we’ll also share some of our favorite products, so let’s get to it.

Newborn Clothes in Winter — Fully cotton, Good cloth

Snowsuits are the perfect cozy armor against cold winters. Not only it makes your baby look super cute, but it also provides perfect protection against cold. The reason being, it covers your head to toe entirely. If you are going out, then you don’t even need to carry a hat for your baby if she is clad in a snowsuit. To provide her additional protection against cold, you may wrap a soft blanket over her snowsuit.

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Adopt a Norwegian Attitude This Winter
By: Declan Wilson
Tags: Life, Self, Short Read, Inspiration, Winter

The Norwegians have a word for it: Koselig.

Cozy.

As it turns out, the inhabitants of the deepest, darkest winters don’t fret about seasonality disorders or complain about the cold — They embrace it.

Just this week we experienced the winter solstice, the shortest and darkest day of the year for the Northern Hemisphere. Then again, there are people like Jon’s dad who see things differently:

Told my dad that tomorrow is the shortest day. He told me “No Jon, for lovers, it’s the longest night” (via Twitter)

Too often we only look to see what’s missing in a situation without considering what we’ve gained. Yes, warm weather and extra sunlight would be nice, but the long evenings have their advantages: more sleep, more sex, more time to watch the movies you’d otherwise neglect on a warm summer evening.

Instead of fighting the cold, practice adopting a Norwegian attitude this winter. And I don’t mean simply snuggling up under a blanket with your special someone but rather looking for what’s possible instead of what’s lost.

You might find some unexpected koselig.
Woodworking in the Winter, Part 1
By: Matthew Kay
Tags: Woodworking, Carpentry, Winter

Though winter has officially started in many places, for those who cannot start a woodworking project outdoors in the warmth of the sun, you can easily build a table or chair in your garage, or even in your workshop, if you’re lucky enough to have one. There are many woodworking plans circulating around the internet, and you can even find some pretty accurate and complete diagrams or instructions in woodworking magazines. But after scouring through many of these sites, I have come across one that includes the most complete “database” of over 16,000 woodworking plans here, and yes, I do get a commission if you buy their products, but a little help can go a long way.

(This article contains affiliate links, so that the writer of this article gets a commission if you buy any advertised products in this article. This helps the writer of the article maintain their blog.)

The resource I have found, where you can read a more in depth review of this product here, contains not only diagrams, schematics and clearly labelled instructions on virtually any woodworking project you can think of, but also provides lists of tools and more. Some of the woodworking projects that stood out and are more popular, were:

Adirondack chairs

Boat houses

Bathroom unit

Benches

Cabinets

Tables

Computer Desk

Home office furniture plans

And over 16,000 more. Read more about it at this website, woodworkpalace.com, or go directly to the source to order now, at this link here.
Men’s For Jackets 2021
Tags: Fashion Trends, Shopping, Fashion, Winter, Jacket

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Winter Blues …
By: The Small Things In Life
Tags: Bagels, Coffeelove, Winter, Self Love

Winter Blues …

It’s just that time of the year, … I suppose. Loving and resenting one can be hard. The good news is I don’t remember his number. Healing.
Maples …
By: The Small Things In Life
Tags: Love, Winter, Maple Leafs, Peotry

Maples …

One of my favorite things is to gather leaves during my morning walks. They come in so many colors and shapes. I just can’t resist gathering them in a bundle, and taking them home.

Sometimes I write to them,

… maple leaves on the floor …

… in hues of yellow, green, brown …

… so soothing for the soul …

… maple leaves on the floor …
O Bright Star
By: Claire Boyce
Tags: Poem, Winter, Poetry, Holidays, Winter Solstice

Bright star

O we wait for you

Our trellaced hands tremble

At the thought of your arrival

O bright star

Planets conjoined like fertile twins

Arrive on this timeline of sorrow

Show us — a lightbox in this land of ash -

Bright star

O tell us — lead us out of darkness

With your burning mouth open

With the truth of a thousand aches-

Bright star

I looked up into your fire

A moment’s glance — planets dance

And then I turned away

I wonder what my great, great, great, great

Ancestors would say?
Winter Has Arrived
By: Megan Nicole Morgan
Tags: Poem, Nature, Haiku, Winter, Poetry

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November Sky
By: Claire Boyce
Tags: Poem, Poetry On Medium, Poetry Writing, Winter, Poetry

The One Who Sees Clearly Photography www.theonewhoseesclearly.com

My mind

Is as watchful and

Hard as the November sky

It is a season of

Emptiness, a season

Without nuanced design, save for the

solid and spiraling limbs of trees bursting

Forth on a grey velveteen sky

Words hang breathless mid-air and

Brief sentences accent

The soulful silence hidden in

The soil.

I am isolated and

Solitary but I am

Not alone; breathless as I

Welcome the cold and the clarion

Call to accept the silken brutality of the season —

Surrounding me, the way light seems

To break molecules, they way I have been

Broken and reformed, and how the season

Seems to seep a savage neutrality, viciously tranquil and bestial —

Another new dawn, full of returned

Vengeance and sacrilege –

And yet, sacred, all the same.
Monday Evening Haiku #1
By: David W. Berner, The Writer Shed
Tags: Poems4, Haiku, Winter, Poetry, Winter Solstice

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Staying at home: Bring Christmas in the Alps to your living room.
By: Supreme Ski, Snowboard School
Tags: Christmas, Winter Sports, Ski Resort, Winter, Ski

3. Un vin chaud, s’il vous plait.

It’s Christmas — get the ski-chalet drinks flowing with our homemade vin chaud recipe:

Ingredients:

· 1 litre of red wine — just a good ‘everyday’ wine will do

· ¼ litre of orange juice

· Half an orange, thinly sliced

· 100g granulated sugar

· 1 stick of cinnamon

· 4 star anise

· 2 cloves

Method:

In a big saucepan, dissolve the sugar with the red wine and orange juice on a low heat. Add the orange slices and spices and keep on a low heat for 20 minutes. Don’t let it boil! Turn off the heat after 20 minutes and allow the flavours to infuse for 5 minutes before serving. Sante!

To add a boozy boost to your vin chaud, our insider tip is to soak your fruit in tequila for a week before… Go steady on the refills!
Angels In The Architecture: Reflections On The 2020 Winter Solstice
By: The Sword
Tags: Astrology, Seasons, Astronomy, Christianity, Winter

Introduction

I’m thrilled that last night’s Great Conjunction has at least momentarily stirred the hearts of the world, and forced many to ask questions such as “do these things in the heavens mean anything? And if so, what?”

Seeing these questions reveals a great deal if you’re willing to be observant. It reveals that people are starting to become aware that they have been swimming for far too long in the waters of Secular Materialism and that it’s cold mechanistic explanations of “how” the world works cannot satisfy the longing within the soul for meaning. Materialism can answer the “how” questions. But, it cannot answer the “why” questions, and thus can provide no real meaning to the world we live in.

But, as Christians, we can answer the “why” questions. We can provide a world desperately looking for meaning with answers because we are not Materialists.

Angels In The Architecture

Last night, the heavens were declaring the glory of God (Psalm 19). And, to wax poetic, they did so to a rare tune that has not been heard in many lifetimes (800 years, to be exact). The entire Host of Heaven was rejoicing, burning, illuminating the heavens in response to the tune of their Creator. And, the entire world sat awestruck watching their performance, even as their tune faded out into the blackness of the night. There was no speech or words spoken, but make no mistake, the voice of their song went out to the ends of the earth.

That’s how the Spirit-inspired, biblical writers were thinking about these things, and it’s how Christians after them in the Great Tradition thought about them as well. This is even how modern Christian Medievalists such as Lewis and Tolkien thought about them as well.

There are Angels in the architecture of the world, my friends. And, the sooner we acknowledge that, the better. The Cosmos are living and breathing, and there’s far more going on in them than Neil deGrasse Tyson floating around the lifeless black in his imaginary spacecraft telling you the arithmetic of the void called “space.”

Tell The Story

We have a story to tell that’s a far more enchanting story to tell than the one Secular Materialism is telling. So, tell it.
Medium wouldn’t let me highlight.
By: Maggie S Davis
Tags: Survival, Connection, Swans, Winter, Photography

Medium wouldn’t let me highlight. if it had, i would have highlighted the lines about Buzz coming to meet you being worth the trip and the experience (i resonate with deeply) about not understanding how they could survive the storm. could either have survived, i wonder, if they’d been without the other? Every time i see a swan or a duck or a wild goose alone, my thoughts travel poignantly there. and every time i’d like to think each could make it alone.
Winter Haiku
By: Lisa Spray
Tags: Poem, Nature, Winter, Poetry, Hiku

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Long Dark Night
By: Matthew Donnellon
Tags: Poem, Life, Environment, Winter, Poetry

Matthew Donnellon is a writer, artist, and sit down comedian. He is the author of The Curious Case of Emma Lee and Other Stories.
Persephone Thinks of Athena
By: Kelly M. Marshall
Tags: Fiction, Love, Lesbian, Winter, Greek Mythology

Photo by soaad aboudi on Unsplash

I stand in the kitchen

eating cold pomegranate seeds

that burst violent

and red

on my tongue

—

nerve chill

teeth ache

tongue manipulates

arils from rind

—

six hundred and

thirteen

ways to make love

to you

—

but it’s winter solstice

and we

aren’t speaking

—

hands painted

with juice

—

lips warm

as I lick them

—

I sit back

down at the desk

alone.
Snowfall
By: Chaz Miles
Tags: Seasons, Snowfall, Winter, Poetry, Snow

Snow falling

It starts with rain

Then it gets colder

It comes down slow

Then becomes bolder

The flakes are large

Temperature: chilled

The color: white

It covers the hills

The bright lights reflecting

It’s known as snow

Winter time cheer

Sends hearts aglow
Crowning Moon
By: James G Brennan
Tags: Monoku, James G Brennan, Poetry On Medium, Winter, House Of Haiku

This Monoku is in response to Tracy Aston’s Monoku prompt “Winters Night.”

Thank you, Tracy, for this prompt challenge. Read Tracy’s challenge here.

In response to Lubna Yusuf’s Monocu piece Dreamless. Read Lubna’s enticing piece here.

Thank you Tracy Aston for giving my words a platform. 🙏

Thank you all for reading and your precious time. Always. J. 🙏✨
Now Returns the Light
By: Pam Lazos
Tags: Stars, Bethlehem, Winter, Great Conjunction, Winter Solstice

And here we are again, at the close of a six-month slide into darkness, culminating in the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere and one that signifies the return of the coveted light of the sun. Ironic, isn’t it, that every day after the first will be lighter and brighter than the one before? Winter gets a bad rap. It will be another six-month trip around until we get to the summer solstice and the longest day of the year, spring, summer, fall, winter, and on into infinity, or at least what infinity feels like to humans who only have a hundred years, give or take, to watch it unfold.

The fall season of the harvest gives way to a winter of introspection. Covid has driven us away from each other this year, but rather than curse our luck, let’s use the time to go within, analyze our lives and see where our spiritual health lies. What is working? What brings us joy? While the earth sleeps under a blanket of snow, we count our blessings, joys, and sorrows, and give thanks for that which sustains us, polishing up those parts we still adore and Marie Kondo-ing the rest.

If Covid-19 has taught me anything, it’s that I just don’t need the superfluous anymore.

You can get a little celestial help from Jupiter and Saturn. They’ll be visible in the night sky on the winter solstice, forming a great conjunction as scientists call it, a possible explanation for the Star of Bethlehem. While Jupiter passes Saturn about every 20 years or so, the last time these two planets had such a close encounter was almost 400 years ago, and the last time the conjunction appeared in the night sky was in 1226 during the Middle Ages!

Could this conjunction be the Star of Bethlehem? NASA scientist Henry Throop says it’s possible there was a conjunction like this during the 6th or 7th century, but thinks said Star could also be attributed to comets, novas, supernovas and planets aligning with other stars in our solar system.

Maybe we’ll never know, but I prefer to look at such a momentous alignment as an auspicious beginning, one where men (used in the generic sense) are led from darkness into the light, much like the Medieval times led to the Renaissance.

Let us use this time of introspection, peace, and solitude to set our finest intentions for the coming decade(s).

The stars are aligning. A Great Conjunction is upon us. Darkness falls away and light returns. Decide who it is you want to be and bring the best of you forward into the new light.

If not now, when?

Happy Winter Solstice.
Dark Winter
By: Robert Trakofler
Tags: Coronavirus, Winter, Poetry, Art, Photography

Spoken word audio link by Robert Trakofler

I watched my footprints withdraw in the snow

As the Flurry displaces my passage

And how I arrived I’ll soon not know

Though blustery and cold, it knows no passion

An inclement starkness of heedless bestow

In this our dark winter’s pandemic storm

Drifting the trees in a glistening tableau

Drafting the prosaic to enchanted

Cloaking my ambition strides undergo

To longing for past seasons romantic

For the touch of the ones we let go

And on this our longest nights dark frantic

My heart searches for the path to my home

To brace in the ease of a warm hearths glow

To bolster my course from the chill of panic

For even in the darkest of nights throw

The faintest glimmer can beam so lambent

To carry our plod in promises flow

In a new vision of hope decanted

For the spring thaw of resplendence granted

And that sight shall be a most splendorous show

So my friends near, and across the Atlantic

Take solace this season will end… our forego

© 2020 Robert Trakofler

A poem, a song, a painting or a photograph are nothing without a witness and for yours I am always grateful thank you for reading me.
Holiday Humor Volume Two
By: Sara Zadrima
Tags: Christmas, Humor, Funny, Winter, Holidays

Do they know it’s Christmas?

A sampling of MuddyUm’s latest Christmas stories

The ultimate Hallmark Christmas Film of your dreams

A tragic story that could only happen in 2020 — but there is still hope! Check it out for CDC guidelines on how to best prepare your household for Santa’s arrival.

An open letter to Americans from F.A.C.T — Free All Christmas Trees

Sookie, Instagram’s 11th most popular poet, is coming home for Christmas with a simple list of demands for her life-givers.

She’s got options, but which to choose?
Happy Winter Solstice 2020
By: Kathy Gerstorff
Tags: Nature, Astrology, Life, Mindset, Winter

Let’s meet at sunset to celebrate this once-in-a-lifetime event

Photo by Alexander Andrews on Unsplash

Happy winter solstice!

What winter solstice usually means to me is that darkness reaches a peak. After the darkest day, comes the return of the sun. That translates to hope for a brighter tomorrow. Yes, I am an optimist, but I know everything has two sides, light and dark, hot and cold, yin and yang. Embrace it all. Celebrate life.

Today, we have even more reason to celebrate. Jupiter and Saturn will be the closest the planets have been to Earth since the 12th century. Astronomers say we won’t have a chance to see the two planets this close to create the “Christmas Star” again until 2080. For some of us, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see the planets align with the naked eye.

I’m celebrating the winter solstice and the earth alignment event in a few hours at Mounds State Park which has been a tracking place for the winter and summer solstice since the prehistoric Adena Indians inhabited the area 1500 years ago.

I love learning about the history of our ancestors and unraveling the mysteries of the universe. It makes me feel connected to it all even more than usual.

What are you doing to celebrate? There are some opportunities to see winter solstice events via satellite and live feeds.

Whatever you do, be sure to look up at the stars and planets in the sky tonight to realize how exciting it is to be alive at this moment in time.
Happily hydrated: winter skincare
By: Marion Simms
Tags: Beauty, Skincare Tips, Skincare, Skin, Winter

“Today’s forecast 99% chance of me buying more skincare online.”

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! But my skin is not feeling it. This winter weather is just wreaking havoc from my head to my toes. To make things worse, we are currently experiencing one of the driest years on record. That means extra dry skin on both our face and body especially when temperatures drop, and we start using heaters.

So, how do we keep skin happily hydrated throughout the cold snap? Getting hydrating facials is on the top of my list. But while we’re home for the holidays, a.k.a. quarantined, and not able to get to our favorite salon for facials, here’s how to treat skin in winter…
Scene – An Elf’s Heart
Tags: Love, Fairy Tale, Winter, Elf, Lovestory

In winter, Elf read. Cut wood. Ate fried fish, fennel, horse and sweet chestnut. He drank corn mint in water boiled on his log fire. On a full moon he added Ground Elder, just for the craic.

He was happy.

He then saw Gwendoline walking through the wood. Though his heart lifted to a place somewhere above the clouds, it also sank far below the Earth. He had fallen instantly in love. But, no sooner had he learned her name, he also learnt that she was betrothed.

Thereafter, Elf was unhappy.

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On the 4th Day of Christmas…
By: Stephanie Alleman
Tags: Asset Protection, Christmas, Estate Planning, Pet Trust, Winter

On the 4th Day of Christmas my true love sent to me….4 Sweet Pups!

What better present to receive under the tree than a cute puppy that of course you’ll fall in love with instantly? And what happens when you love someone? You want to protect and provide for it.

In the estate planning realm, we’d call this a good situation for a Pet Trust. A Pet Trust is simply a place where you’ve written down what you want to happen with your pup if something happened to you, and it’s a place to set aside some funds for the continued care of your dog (or horse or cats, or any other animals).

People are usually shocked to hear this is an option that can be talked about and dealt with in their estate plan. But we say — why? Your estate planning can be customized to fit your exact needs and desires!

And just so happens, the Elder Law Ladies, Stephanie and Chantelle, have 4 wonderful pups! You’ve already seen 2 of them above, so here are the other 2:

To talk more, call (405) 252–0472!
Solstice Haiku
By: Jack Macdonald
Tags: Choices, Observation, Haiku, Winter, Poetry

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Endless Possibilities with the magick of Winter solstice.
By: Shiloh Cyrus
Tags: Law Of Attraction, Wishes, Winter, Spells, Winter Solstice

Are you ready to move mountains? *( Winter Solstice Spells )

As always, My French is fine — but my English writing skills are not. please pardon my English or lack there of as I try to write this post.

Consistently holds unlimited conceivable outcomes. How you need to feel. What you need to encounter. How you need to be. What you need to relinquish. What you need to free yourself up to. What transforms you need. How you need to think… the potential outcomes are huge.

Anyway, what are you picking today? What will you achieve today? What mountains will you quit hauling around with you? What fears will you break up? What objective will you make a stride towards accomplishing?

The conceivable outcomes are hanging tight for you to get them, to hold them, to utilize them in any capacity you want.

At the point when the word prospects came into my psyche, I realized immediately I needed to expound on it. It was a prompt, gracious truly, this is awesome. And afterward as I was composing my internal smarty pants appeared, and began with the, that is not generally sufficient, you need to make reference to the universe and the sorcery and you don’t know enough, and who do you think you are… and… and… I got completely lost inside this negative self talk, dread was up, and it prevented me from everything.

And afterward I understood, that pause, I have unlimited potential outcomes, and I am the decision producer, I can either keep on permitting my inward smarty pants to keep flooding me with all the frightful negative stuff, or I can stop her, move past, and compose from my own reality.

The potential outcomes are huge and the decision is forever our own.

How we see ourselves.

How we love ourselves.

How we provide for ourselves.

What we need to accept.

What we need to focus on.

How we need to trust –

The potential outcomes are there for us to browse.

We can remain the equivalent.

We can stop.

We can change.

We can surrender to our feelings of trepidation, to our desire, to our scorn and outrage. We can live in appreciation, in cherishing contemplations, in motivation — We hold the wizardry key to unlimited conceivable outcomes.

All in all, how are you going through your days? What prospects would you say you are looking over, what entryways would you say you are opening with your sorcery key?

Winter Solstice Spells

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#mysticmessengerseven #mysticmessengerunknown #mysticmessengerv #mysticmessengeryoosung

#mysticmessengerzen #mysticpeople #mysticpopupbar #mysticrc #mystics #mysticseaport

#mysticsent #mysweetheart #n #naturalbodybuilding #naturalmystic #nature #natureismagic

#naturelover #naturelovers #neosoul #nevermind #new #neworleansvoodoo #news #newyork
Photo by Trin Carl (Twin Cities)
By: Trin Carl
Tags: Ice Skating, Winter, Winter Solstice

Photo by Trin Carl (Twin Cities)

Memory-We walked on the frozen 🥶 pond yesterday, and it was fun until some old-but-goodie came along and stated how there was a current running under the ice.

“Ya’ll go home now,” said Oldie.

#Minnesotafun #nobodyspondbutours
Winter Solstice
By: Jess Hackett
Tags: Nature Poem, Poetry On Medium, Winter, Poetry, Aspiring Writer

It begins before anyone

else

can sense it. But you know

what it portends. With a small

delicate fog from your mouth

in the morning

your neck hairs stand

on end for several seconds

before you quiet them with a

fragile

confidence. Not yet.

When the ground beneath you

begins to give resistance to your

light, practiced bounding, your knees

and ankles and

hips

quietly protest what they already

know is inevitable. But still. Not. Yet.

The first morning you are shocked

to see frost on your windshield, to

feel

a stinging in your fingertips, you

know

it is time to quietly sustain yourself.

Draw inward,

storing energy for the impending length

of near-torment. You first

fight against it, wail silently as

your fingers appear white and

corpselike after removing gloves

you detest for their implication. Donning

your layers, you imagine the

coming

battle, that will haunt you for months

with early sunsets and a near savage

darkness. Your

coat is mail, heavy over the pile of

sleeves and sweat-wicking micro

fibers beneath. Your gloves, gauntlets,

as if you would joust with ripping

winds and slay the snowdrifts.

It is not

an easy surrender. You do not

succumb to it as you would the

soft grasses of spring. Do not

lie down in the lazy summer sun

savoring the salt of your own sweat

and tracing the trickles down your spine

and breastbone. The long heavy sighs

of a calm and secure stillness fused

with thick, reassuring air. But

all at once you remember to yield

to the

universe. You open your mouth

wide

and gasp at the harshness of it. The

shock

of it like falling, hard, breath whooshing

from your cold lungs like a blast

of arctic fury. Once inside, winds rip

through your veins and stampede

across your bones until you

think, dare to hope,

it will be over soon, in

spite

of what you know. Your lungs

begin to feel clean and

smooth, slipping the air in

and out

with a contented sigh of frigidness.

Your step upon the earth, now hard,

lacking the spring and warm

generosity of dirt and leaves, somehow

remembers how to bound across

the unforgiving stone that now

protects and restrains the earth below.

Layers of ice and deadened migrations.

The abrupt silence that accompanies the

naked

trees, branches coated in slippery

sheens of iceflow, now feels free.

Fresh. Unburdened

by so much breath, no

longer heavy with life. Stalled.

What at first you would curse,

consider vicious, biting, cracked destruction

and slow, frostbitten death,

is

now a grey quilt of silvery silence that

allows

for nothing but

space. Openness. Pristine expanse.

You

are winter now.
Is It Too Early for This?
By: Amy Kurzweil
Tags: Comics, Humor, Winter, Workingfrom Home, Quarantinelife

Originally in Published in The New Yorker “Daily Shouts” December 2018
This Gunmetal Sky
By: Christine Kelly
Tags: Nature, Life, Free Verse, Poetry Sunday, Winter

This Gunmetal Sky

Photograph by author

I feel it,

the hard planes of this gunmetal sky.

Uncompromising.

The bite of cold, remorseless

light frantically trying to escape.

I feel its ire

and yet there is a poignancy

found amid the clouds.

An echelon of geese,

black and grey and white

striking V against this stark landscape.

Bare branches and brush,

a desolate tundra

formerly teeming with life

blooming with color

now quietened and wan.

A skift of snow

beginning to blanket flora and fauna,

a world asleep

hushed in midwinter.
Long days.
By: Hold Up A Minute
Tags: Feelings, Poem, Day, Winter, Long

Days feel longer nowadays. Even though the sun rises at 8 and sets at 6, even though we only have around 9 hours of daylight, even though the clouds make the days seem gloomy and everyone is talking about how time is flying past them too quickly, to me, the days feel longer. The longest they’ve been in a while. It’s a Thursday and I feel like I’ve been working for at least 10 days without a break now. That’s an outright lie. I’ve had the weekend off, some days I’ve only worked 3 hours. And yet, my body feels like it’s been working tirelessly this whole time. I mean, it has. I’m more aware of every involuntary action my body goes through. I’m more aware of each and every thought. I can feel each breath. How my lungs transfer oxygen into the blood and get carbon dioxide in exchange. Am I really aware of everything? Or am I just tired? Is this an overreaction? Or is this a depressive episode? I don’t know. All I know is, the days feel longer nowadays. I can feel it.

I wrote that many weeks ago. It's 20.12.20 1:16 am. The year is coming to an end. People are saying time is passing by too fast, again. March 2020 seems like it was yesterday. The lockdown. The virus. I don't know. I feel like everything is slowing down. Even my thoughts. I feel like a protagonist in a Charlie Kaufman movie. Like he's the writer and director of my life. I'm his poetic, creepy and kind of empty heroine. 2 of those 3 traits can't be attributed to me. Or maybe none of those words describes me. I don't know. All I know is, the days feel longer nowadays. I can feel it.

The days feel longer nowadays. I've spent the whole day thinking and sleeping. I've been thinking about the kind of person I used to be and the person I am today. Both feel distant to me as I write this. Am I the cold, distant, insensitive person I used to be in the past? Or am I the nice, warm person I've tried to be in the last few years? Does the world appreciate or deserve my niceness? Is life better when you're cold and distant? Are people worse when you're trying to be nice? I don't know. All I know is, the days feel longer nowadays. I can feel it.

The days feel longer nowadays. I’ve spent the most time without texting or calling anyone. I’ve taken a social media break. I only text people I urgently need to talk to. I deleted many contacts cuz I didn’t really see the point in having those numbers saved. It is more of a people break than a social media break. I need to detox. Social media is toxic, yes. But the toxicity comes from the people using it. Are people really toxic? Are people bad? Will this detox work or even remotely help? I don’t know. All I know is, the days feel longer nowadays. I can feel it.
Settling in — Christmas 2020.. Our plans for Christmas were cancelled…
By: Sunday S Ally
Tags: Christmas, Change, Covid 19, Winter, Reflections

Our plans for Christmas were cancelled in yesterday night’s announcement. The last 24 hours have been lots of ringing around and worrying and have made me realise just how much hope I’d pinned on those five days of festive semi-normality and how quickly it takes for everything to change in this new Covid-19 era. I know how bad the virus is and the effect it can have because I’ve seen how it has hurt some of those I love but despite all of this there is definitely something that makes it just that bit harder to be isolated from others when it’s so dark and cold. I do really miss how much simpler it all seemed this time last year and I try to have faith that this time next year we will all be far happier and closer together.

This morning I woke up and watched the sun rise from our little balcony. I stayed and waited there, as if something suddenly was going to happen and everything would go back to the old ‘normal.’ The rain began to start and in my damp pyjamas I went back indoors and wondered why I’d stood there all that time with my feet turning blue. I don’t think I am alone in having spent time this year feeling this way. It’s easy for all of us to wish away how strange and scary this year has been on each of our own proverbial ‘balconies’ but I think it’s important not to dwell too much on what we would change from this year because it’s no small thing just to have got to this point.

I’m trying to be kind to myself, especially this Christmas, because the biggest achievement of 2020 for me will be surviving and thriving in 2021.
Diamonds on the Snow
By: William J Spirdione
Tags: Sonnet, Winter, Poetry, Death, Snow

Diamonds on the Snow

photo by William J Spirdione

Sometimes on cold sunlit winters morning,

Ice crystals shine like diamonds on the snow.

Hypnotizes with their brilliance, yearning,

For a frozen flame to light death’s shadow.

The snow no longer as pure as it was.

Frozen sharp tears of a wrathful mistress.

Pure and impure, drift away for no cause.

Some survive with surfeit of persistence.

Focus on the cold fresh air one’s breathing,

Wiping away one’s tears before they freeze.

Wet and blurry eyes see diamonds beaming.

The past won’t change, no matter who we please.

Sun, keep shining bright on those that remain.

Sparkles, keep sparkling, diamonds of her reign.
Jupiter, Saturn will ‘kiss’ on the exact Winter Solstice (December 21st)
Tags: Jupiter, Planets, 2020, Saturn, Winter

By Wiley Simms

Photo / NASA

Coming just a few days before Christmas this year, Jupiter and Saturn will appear within a hair’s-breadth of one-another to the naked eye

Although most of us consider this to be one of the worst, if not the worst, year that we are aware of, it may close out with something miraculous. If you take the time to gaze heavenward on December 21st,, just after sunset, you might see it: A Christmas Star.

Already in early December the two giant orbs can be seen ever so gradually nearing each other, as if they are feeling some sort of mutual attraction, an odd couple. perhaps, Jupiter and Saturn.

And, according to celestial experts at NASA, they will continue to converge until they appear nearly co-joined: just 1/10th of a degree apart, with a barley perceptible gap in-between.

It was in 1226 that this could last have been witnessed

Though these couplings are known to occur in intervals of roughly 20 years, this year they will be the closest they have been to each other since 1623. In that year, however, they were too near the sun to look at, and because this year the event will take place on the winter solstice, you’d have to go all the way back to 1221 for a similar show.

These two spectacular giants, which are the largest in the entire solar system, each with a personality, astrologically speaking, so divergent that they are said to be more like opposites, rather than twins or lovers.

Jupiter, a king and believed to be bringer of good fortune, looks the part in a spectacular explosion of color and power, planet of miracles, hope, and opportunity.

Saturn, meanwhile appears mysterious, unpredictable, even dangerous. Saturn has an air of the impossible and the forbidden. Best known, in astrological circles, for the so-called “quarter-life crisis” and for unexpected challenges to the status-quo.

Across the USA, a view of the two planets coming into near-alignment is going to be most visible and best viewed, just after sunset, in the southwestern part of the sky.

In a glimpse into the relativity of all things in the universe, though this duo will appear to be close together — resembling a double star or a gleaming figure 8 shaped blob, the two planets will not , in reality, be that close.

They will actually be more than 400 million miles apart. It is only from our lonely vantage on this little blue planet that they will appear to be “close” to each other.

Since it will be 2080 before a similar spectacle will grace our view, and that means that all but those who are currently quite young will not likely be alive, it is imperative to search the southwestern sky (from the USA) both the day before, after and of course on December 21st: as this is a rare opportunity to witness a spectacular and special event, and a last chance to do so for a long, long time to come.
Winter Wind
By: Harley King
Tags: Relationships, Salvation, God, Winter, Poetry

Winter Wind

Photo by Flow Clark on Unsplash

The winter wind plays

roughly with my tired soul,

tossing it across the water,

blasting it to the moon,

and smashing it to smithereens.

And yet somehow I survive

to live another day and taste

the strawberries of our love,

dripping carelessly down my chin.

You were my salvation, back

before God took control

of the universe and destroyed

His enemies with an iron fist.

I spit into the winter wind

and feel my heart freeze from

too much lust and not enough love.

Sometimes we remember only

the power of fear to punish us

and to tear our memories

from our past. May God

have mercy on my soul

and may I find forgiveness

in the coming spring breezes

and the chanting of the elves

who live in my backyard. I

hold you tightly in my arms

and cry. I dance on tabletops

to earn money to buy my way

into heaven and escape

the horrors of my nightmares

and the sins I have committed.
Appreciation during the cold months
Tags: Gratefulness, Appreciation, Winter, Homeless, Holidays

Appreciation during the cold months

One of the things I like the most about the dark and cold winter months is all the lights that are hung up all around. Everything from the small and delicate fairy lights to the candles and the lamps that are giving light to the darkness. Every time I’m out walking in the shadows of the late afternoons and the cold evenings, the small lights makes it a bit easier. As someone who is, and has been for as long as I can remember, slightly terrified of the dark and always have to sleep with a small light on, the small and bright lights help during the winter season.

The lights are also nonetheless one of the coziest things during the cold and frosty months of the year. The feeling of lighting the first candle of the year is something that I love. When you’ve been outside and your fingers are numb and frozen and you can go inside and enjoy the warmth of a candle or a small fire. But unfortunately, there are lots of people that don’t have that opportunity. According to studies, about 150 million people all over the world are homeless right now. About two percent of the world population doesn’t have a home, and many of them don’t have a place where they can light up a small candle, or even feel safe. No matter what your life looks like, everyone deserves the chance to feel warm and safe, even just for a day.

That is why I think it is so important to be grateful for the things you have. Even though you might not have that one thing you wish for, think about the people that doesn’t have anything. The ones that can only dream of the things you don’t even realize you have.

I am not telling you to donate all of your money or feel guilty about the things you have accomplished, but think of the people that doesn’t have anything.

I’m not very good at donating money or imagining how it is like to not have a family or a warm bed to crawl into after a long day, but now during the cold nights, I can’t even think of how awful it must be to spend the nights outside in the bitter air. I am wishing that everyone enjoys the upcoming holidays and for the ones who don’t celebrate, I hope you enjoy these last few days of the year and that next year will treat us all better.

To the one’s that doesn’t have a home or any living situation,

please contact a homeless service provider or call a hotline to receive help from people that cares.
Winter Solstice
By: Kara B. Imle
Tags: Poetry On Medium, Solitude, Winter, Poetry, Winter Solstice

Photo by Author

Rain falls in tireless ribbons

drifting down from a silver sky

like wet tinsel on a sodden tree.

The cold hides inside my clothing

clings to my skin in thin, icy layers

draws its fingers at last into my bones.

And yet I cannot stop looking

cannot help but raise my face to the mist

for a last kiss before going indoors.

There I will throw more wood on the fire

and huddle close enough to combust.

The cold does not easily let go; it beckons me

to walk farther from home

down to the shoreline where grey gulls

roll the wind from wingtip to wingtip

cycling back and forth, circling, crying.

It wants me to gaze up at the hawk

standing motionless in the sky

seeing all.

I know these things, have seen the empty

shells of crabs the gulls pick clean

the hapless feathers of small birds caught out

in death’s lightning: there, then gone.

Today I study the rose hips full to bursting

with bitter seeds, the cargo of spring.

I lick drops of rain from their red bellies

and tap sly fingers against thorns

as if to remind the sleeping flowers: soon

the sun will be reborn.

For now I heft another armload of wood

to build up the fire against the dark.
Clear Nights In The North
By: Gordon Mcfarland
Tags: Nature, Seasons, Prompted, Winter, Monoku Poetry

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By: Stowe Boyd
Tags: Winter, Photography

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Haiku 351 — a triptych
By: Zoe Day
Tags: Haiku, Mindfulness, Winter, Poetry, Meditation

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Meditative saga
By: Dr Bhupesh Gupta
Tags: Body And Mind, Fog, Winter, Tanka, Meditation

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Winter Skin/Hair Care Essentials- Things You Need to Survive the Cold
By: Saumya Sharma
Tags: Skincare, Tips, Hair Care, Cold, Winter

We all associate winter time with hot chocolate, Netflix, Christmas, Snow, Cuddles, blankets, New Year, etc. But often, lost in these activities, we forget to take care of our hair and skin. Our body deserves as much love and break as our mind does! Here are a few essentials you need to do, like right now!

Face Mask/ Pack

It is essential to clean our face thoroughly once in a while. By applying some sort of a face mask, we give our skin the break it needs. Putting on a face mask and jamming to music sounds like the ideal time to spend as well! You can make them at home or apply store bought ones. Either way, relax!

2. Vaseline

As important as it is to keep your face clean, it is also important to keep your lips soft and smooth! Applying Vaseline or some sort of a Chapstick will enable the smoothness factor for the lips. (Pro tip: after you brush your teeth, rub the toothbrush bristles on top of your lips, it actually is an amazing lip exfoliator and applying Vaseline afterwards will result in your lips staying moist for a longer period of time). Vaseline is also a natural way to grow eyelashes and eyebrow hair! Give them some attention while you are at it as well!

3. Hair Oil

During winter time, dandruff thrives. All the itchiness really causes troubles as you go about your day and try not to scratch your hair off. Applying some sort of a hair oil, twice a week before washing your hair really reduces dandruff. So, Apply oil to your hair two or three days before you plan to wash it, and let your hair follicles absorb the nutritional values from the oil, wash and style as usual. The amount of dandruff in your hair will decrease and your hair will turn softer. (P.S, you also don’t need to apply three or four different types of oil and typically for someone who has massive amounts of dandruff in their hair, they should go for dandruff oil which can be more effective)

4. Sunlight

After you wash your hair in winters, the typical thing one would do is dry them with a dryer instantly. Instead, sitting out in the sun and letting your hair air dry can be extremely healthy for the hair. Sun also provides Vitamin D which is good for the body as well.

5. Moisturizer

As important as it is to clean up, it is also important to avoid dry skin. Winter time usually causes discomfort due to the fact that it dries up our skin. Make sure to avoid ashy arms and legs by applying some moisturizer. The moisturizer is also good for face as well! Also make sure to apply a moisturizer based on your skin type. Any hand and body cream can also do the job as long as you don’t feel dry and itchy!

There is no doubt that there are more essentials one needs to survive the cold. But these are a few that can help you get through the chills as well as make sure that your skin and hair is flawless.
Page One: ‘The Room’ (2003)
By: Scott Myers
Tags: Cinema, Film, Screenwriting, Movies, Screenplay

Written by Tommy Wiseau

The movie version of the opening:

No comment other than to say you can read the entire script here.

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Colombiana
By: Voicing Freedom
Tags: Cinema, Thriller, Moral, Colombiana, Women in Film

Colombiana a 2011 film as I’ve posted of before. A strong Woman lead character as Zoe Saldana playing the lead role of Cataleya. A young brilliant keen Woman from Colombia who enacts and seeks retribution for the murder of her family. Really stunning action film. Been one of my favorites since it came out. Her character is extremely well written and of course acted. Moral of the story in the real world there is a price to pay for seeking revenge especially when it comes to the criminal realm it costs everything. Any type of revenge seeking will do that, there is nothing to be gained in revenge. Those who choose that route in real life give up everything in their vindictiveness, life, time, means, freedom, existence, mental state in many cases, everything. Criminality particularly never mess with high end criminals especially. What happens in “The life” stays in the life no one cares what happens to low end criminals, snitches, those who step out of line or anything of the sort not really. You send a message to criminals they will send one back. No one with sense bothers those people at all. Point is revenge when you undertake it becomes those that do whole life or rather false life leaving those who do so with nothing.

“Would you believe me if I told you this wasn’t the life I imagined as a child?” Cataleya

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