The season shivers when the winter wind nourishes the feel... Ah... a feel which brings heaven on the earth...
Warm cloths are now in the open air. Cool feel wraps our bodies and warm colourful coat, sweater etc decorates our body. Night becomes sweet .Under the warmth of blanket we weave our time. Air around us whispers..its winter time.
In our childhood days we happen to warm our body under sun rays...sharing and peeling oranges to eat delicately. I often eager to view winter morning though it is very hard to leave a warm bed. But if you want to view nature you have to wake up early. The cloud slips over hills to be renamed as fog... The red sun peeps and cloud flies high above.
Nature becomes moisture during winter. Coloured variety of flower petals are the treasure of winter. I often love 2 draw with my fingertip over dew washed window glasses. fire sooths our body. The hotwater bags becomes friend. Special food items also enriches the season. Now a days cell phones are giving us a close company. Winter aroma fills our heart. A season always comes for every year. But always becomes special and dear for nature, for human, for life. Winter wins our feel.
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