Welcome, winter.
I love the cold season. There is something in it that calls to my bones, makes a singing sound down deep that only I can hear. What better way to welcome the season than with a Wendell Berry poem:
Welcome, winter.
I love the cold season. There is something in it that calls to my bones, makes a singing sound down deep that only I can hear. What better way to welcome the season than with a Wendell Berry poem: