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I love walking in the woods any time of year, but there is just something peaceful about the woods in the winter. It could be that I usually have the woods to myself, or that the loudest noise is the crunch of the snow under my boots.

The downside to walking (and taking photos) in the winter is, of course, the cold. On the bitterest days, I don’t last long before I have to head back to the car and turn up the heat to revive numb (and sometimes blue) fingers. But it’s all worth it.

Here are some photos from recent walks in the nearby State Park:

Underneath white birches, our faces toward the sky  We will make snow angels with our white horse standing by. ~White Horse, Over the Rhine

Underneath white birches, our faces toward the sky
We will make snow angels with our white horse standing by.
~White Horse, Over the Rhine

The Magic Hour

The Magic Hour

Warm light on a cold day

Warm light on a cold day

Candlelit Hike

Candlelit Hike

Frozen Twilight

Frozen Twilight

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Here is a glimpse of some of the beauty I’ve found this month:

Winter Berries at Sunset

Winter Berries at Sunset

Snow

An out-of-focus snowflake on my sleeve

May you be strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy, giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints of light. ~Colossians 1:12

May you be strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy, giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints of light. ~Colossians 1:12

My sister-in-law makes the best pies. This one is from cherries she picked in Door County, WI last summer. Delicious!

My sister-in-law makes the best pies. This one is from cherries she picked in Door County, WI last summer. Delicious!

I will learn to love the skies I'm under. ~Mumford and Sons, Hopeless Wanderer

I will learn to love the skies I’m under. ~Mumford and Sons, Hopeless Wanderer

Winter on the Prairie

Winter on the Prairie

Grace Abounds in the Wintry Woods

Grace Abounds in the Wintry Woods

I love pine cones

I love pine cones

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Well, it was a brand new year. On New Year’s Day, I joined a Writers’ Consortium with the goal of beginning to write my family history this year. Almost as an afterthought, I added that I would like to publish at least two blog posts a month. I was tempted to commit to two a week, but I decided to set the bar low. Apparently, it wasn’t low enough. I blinked, and January flew by.

I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living!  Psalm 27:13

I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living!
Psalm 27:13

I’ve been enjoying the month’s snowy enchantment and dark evenings. It’s perfect for hibernating and practicing hygge. There have been countless mugs of tea and hot chocolate, game nights, books read under wool blankets by Christmas tree and candlelight, movie nights, books discussions, and snowshoeing adventures.

Hot chocolate in a Rabbit Room mug and The Molehill Volume Three make for good company on a dark, snowy night.

Hot chocolate in a Rabbit Room mug and The Molehill Volume Three make for good company on a dark, snowy night.

I have yet to put the tree away. In my defense, all of the Christmas ornaments are put away. Garland, sparkly blue snowflakes, and golden birds are all that remain on the flocked branches, so it’s more of a winter tree than a Christmas tree. It provides so much light and cheer on dark evenings, I haven’t been able to haul it back down to the basement yet. Soon, though. Its days are numbered.

I sure love the winter skies.

I sure love the winter skies.

To any faithful readers out there, I really do hope to be a faithful blogger in 2015. Thank you for all of your encouragement and kind words. This is 29 days late, but I wish you all a wonderful and blessed year!

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Snow-Covered Cheery Hill Cottage

Cheery Hill Cottage in the Snow

It may not be astronomical winter, but it sure feels like it. Here in southern Minnesota, our first snow started to accumulate late last Monday night. I happened to have our first snow-covered day off. I put on some Christmas music, lit a candle, and made ginger spice cookies.

Delightfully cozy on the first snow-dusted evening

Delightfully cozy on the first snowy evening

Last week, I read this article explaining why Denmark is the happiest country on earth despite their long, dark winters. In one word: hygge. It’s a concept that’s hard to explain in English, but has to do with coziness, togetherness, and well-being. It’s defiant merriment. I like to think my Danish ancestors settled here in Minnesota because there are more opportunities to practice hygge. Maybe that’s why I’m still here, not 20 miles from where my great great grandparents settled all those years ago?

Winter Skies

Winter Skies

I hope to practice hygge and hospitality this winter. Winter can be long, but I’m thankful for the cold weather. Without the cold, we wouldn’t have this:

I don't think I'll ever cease to be amazed by snowflakes. At least I hope not!

I don’t think I’ll ever cease to be amazed by snowflakes. At least I hope not!

Because of the bitter cold, nights spent like this are more satisfying:

Enjoying the hospitality of friends -- and their warm fireplace!

Enjoying good conversation, the hospitality of friends, and their warm fireplace!

Because it’s dark by the time I get off work, I spend more time reading. And every time I sit down to read, this dashing kitty curls up by my side:

Mr. Dashwood enjoys big cups of coffee, long books, and cuddling on cold nights.

Mr. Dashwood enjoys big cups of coffee, long books, and cuddling on cold nights.

They’re saying this may be a milder winter. I don’t want to get my hopes up, because March (and May) of 2013 is still fresh in my memory. I guess we’ll see. In the meantime I’ll say, along with Jason Gray, let the winter come.

Crossing into Winter

Crossing into Winter

 

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