why i love winter.

winter, most people believe, is the worse season imaginable.

especially in utah.

after the holiday joy has dissolved and we must return to school,

school is made a monotonous, poignant, and dull drudgery.

every day last fall as i walked home from school-

all i could think about was the beauty surrounding me.

the leaves, the warm air, the colors, the mountains, the rain.

as i walked home today, 

i spent much of my time contemplating:

the mud, the slush, the bitter cold, the snowy obstacles, the sleet.

however, i consider myself an optimist;

and i could not rest until i had found something of beauty in winter.

i found that winter really is beautiful, in its own way.  

just pause to notice:

snow and ice crackling under your marching feet.

wisps of clouds dancing around the snow-capped mountain peaks.

brisk winds carrying up the flakes on the ground and painting the air with them.

your rosy cheeks when you come in from being outside.

the sky's light, blue-ish gray haze.

i think winter is a beautiful season,

and i am going to make certain that my winter semester turns out beautiful, too.