Books and banter by W.H.Manke

Winter arrived today.  For me  all seasons are beautiful.   I was about to write, even winter, but it might be more accurate to say, especially winter.  Think of a new fallen blanket of snow.  It can convert even a grey, uninspiring countryside into a scenic marvel.  Have you ever noticed the intricate pictures frost can paint on a pane of glass or the windshield of a car?  As a kid I loved watching through the window the first snow curling down, and I looked forward to the backyard covered deep enough for me to build a snowman or other figures.  What boy or girl from three to ninety can resist a snowball fight?  For me a cap of snow lends mountains even greater majesty.  Those who have never skated or played hockey on a frozen pond or lake have missed out on one of winter’s great delights.  The beauty of a clear winter night and Northern lights of winter, I think, belong to nature’s greatest master pieces.  Yes, I like winter.