‘Forests have secrets,’ he said gently. ‘It’s practically what they’re for. To hide things. To separate one world from another.’ — Catherynne M. Valente, from Deathless
We got a few inches of snow yesterday, so had to tromp around the woods a bit.
It makes the heart gentle, this snow, burying the sharp edges of life. — Kent Nerburn in A Haunting Reverence
Snow certainly does ‘bury the sharp edges of life’, as I found when taking some photos yesterday evening.