Above is a favorite old wall pocket full of happy snowmen and red festive holiday decorations in my kitchen. Below, bits of tired-looking holiday reds in a winter garden I saw on a walk after our snow filled Christmas week. Visit Mary at Ruby Tuesday for more reds to warm up January.
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.
- Patricia Hampl