I sit by the sill watching the world in silence go by. People drowning in the white walls of winter gasping for air lost from the flock. It is peaceful to watch their strides as they pass engulfed by frigid air. Our paths do not cross.

Watercolor Paintings.

As much as I hate the cold I cannot deny its beauty.  I love the glittering blanket of white and the way the sunshine glistens and dances.  I love the transparency of ice and the way water freezes.  It is amazing.  Right now the wind chill here is in the negative forties.  I can't complain …