¶ … Winter Scene It is nighttime and the breath can be seen outside. The cold crisp air that enters the lungs, brings with it the warm memories of holidays gone by. The house sits back on a quarter acre lot with woods to the right and a barn to the left. The moon is full, which lights the yard so that the freshly fallen snow glistens as if it were covered in glaze. The air is as silent as the song Silent Night, implies. There is a holy feeling when one stands before the house, views the white winter snow and counts the stars in the crisp clear sky. Taking steps interrupts the serenity because the snow crunches underneath the snow...

The fireplace is stoked with logs that snap crackle and pop with each new discovery. The smoke billows from the chimney and dances into the sky with delight. Peering into the window of the home, one can see that winter has touched the inside as well. The family members are dressed in warm cozy sweaters while they bring mugs of what must be hot cocoa to their lips. They sip slowly, savoring the warm…