“Maybe it's wrong when we remember breakthroughs to our own being as something that occurs in discrete, extraordinary moments. Maybe falling in love, the piercing knowledge that we ourselves will someday die, and the love of snow are in reality not some sudden events; maybe they were always present. Maybe they never completely vanish, either.” - Peter Høeg (from Smilla's Sense of Snow).
I am a book of snow,
a spacious hand, an open meadow,
a circle that waits,
I belong to the earth and its winter.
- Pablo Neruda (from Winter Garden)
Images above: "Gerda" (from Hans Christian Andersen's The Snow Queen) by Edmund Dulac; snow on the village Commons; and "Strawberries in the Snow" (from the Grimms' fairy tale Little Brother & Little Sister) by Arthur Rackham.