Snow-devils spin their spritely dervish-dance, winds rage across the suddenly-winter landscape, snow and sleet pelt the window-panes, brown leaves skitter...

Overlook, our holy mountain, is looking over us, a mostly silent witness to our wintry travail.

Cold arctic winds blow across the mountains, bringing their fierce reminder of winter’s power, scattering brown leaves and making the...

As the cold penetrates our bones and makes its hoary way into bark and under ground, the eternal natural cycle...