I’ve discovered there’s a stillness in winter unlike any other season. It’s as if nature has taken a rest from outward striving, a respite from doing, taking time to gather strength for the coming months.
A few years ago, on a crisp, cold morning, I took this photograph of a solitary figure walking along a winter beach. There’s something about a winter day that encourages silence and inward reflection. Be still, it seems to say. The time for rushing will come soon enough.
As for me, my heart echoes yes.