“First Snow The snow began here this morning and all day continued, its white rhetoric everywhere calling us back to why, how, whence… — mary oliver Copy Share Image
Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself. — Ruth Stout Copy Share Image
“The nuns were not the only ones to take an interest in French-Canadian cooking that fall. It was a November evening, a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In the winter, when the first snow was too delicate to last on the sidewalks, it clung to the rough surface of… — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
Humid seal of soft affections, Tend'rest pledge of future bliss, Dearest tie of young connections, Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
“The truth is dark under your eyelids. What are you going to do about it? The birds are silent; there's no one… — Charles Simic Copy Share Image
Give me the old familiar world, post-office and all, with this ever new self, with this infinite expectation and faith, which does… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The snow had begun in the gloaming, and busily all the night had been heaping field and highway with a silence deep… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
I am younger each year at the first snow. When I see it, suddenly, in the air, all little and white and… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
“This is my first snow at Smith. It is like any other snow, but from a different window, and there lies the… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“All the same, there were some things they needed to learn. Do not drink milk after a thunderstorm, for it will certainly… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
When I no longer thrill to the first snow of the season, I'll know I'm growing old. — Lady Bird Johnson Copy Share Image
“Grief takes about a year,” Mrs. Kelly once told a young mother who had lost her son. “You have to get through… — Patricia Harman Copy Share Image
“Before we met, I was drowned in a deep blue sky, I thought I would never look forward again, I believed I… — Hareem Ch Copy Share Image
Then I started thinking to the Destiny makers that continuously create new images y in books, on television or through other media… — Sorin Cerin Copy Share Image
“He smells like rain, or like freshly cut grass—the first snow of the year. Like something I’d always known existed, even before… — Lily Kate Copy Share Image
“Even the sublime portal, half of a circlet the color of the first snow, knew their names.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder--no matter how old you became and how much you'd seen, things could… — Candace Bushnell Copy Share Image
“At home in Moscow everything was in its winter routine; the stoves were heated, and in the morning it was still dark… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“Dear you, Yes, you. The person reading this right now. If you're anything like me, sometimes you might feel like you don't… — Emily Trunko Copy Share Image
“One day I'm going to catch you in a full-blown grin, Mr.Tucker," she said, wagging a finger at him, "and when I… — Karen Witemeyer Copy Share Image
