I wish you were here to see the beauty of this frozen landscape The mist shrouded land exists in muted shades of black and white. Ice cascades from snow dusted cliffs as waterfalls frozen in time. The earth at sleep gathers her energy in preparation of spring’s birth. It is a time of rest and renewal, as the days grow longer and the sun turns its benevolent eye once more on her slumbering form she shall wake and wash away the sorrows of the winter’s long night.