I have always had strong maternal instincts. Even when I was still a child I cut out pictures of prams from newspapers and imagined the feeling of pushing my own pram through fresh winter snow and seeing the wheels' tracks behind me in the snow.
Kindness is like snow-it beautifies everything it covers.
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.
Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder--no matter how old you became and how much you'd seen, things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.
Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people's legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.
A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder.
If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
Advice is like snow--the softer it falls, the deeper it goes.
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
I love snow for the same reason I love Christmas: It brings people together while time stands still. Cozy couples lazily meandered the streets and children trudged sleds and chased snowballs. No one seemed to be in a rush to experience anything other than the glory of the day, with each other, whenever and however it happened.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
Don’t complain about the snow on your neighbor’s roof when your own doorstep is unclean.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
January brings the snow, makes our feet and fingers glow.
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