Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay-- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
Charles Kingsley (1819 - 1875), Saint's Tragedy (act III, sc. 1)
Winter SkyWinter at the BridgeWinter CrystalWinter TopBlanketed  TreesBridge Over Cold Waters BWCold and LonelyCold BlueCrystal StreamGazebo At Boiling SpringsGrings Mill StreamGrings MillInto the Icy ForestSnow QueenSnowed InSunset For TwoSunset SnowThe BridgeThe Snow FamilyAnother Story Told