For many, winter is a time of postponed activity--and of shoveling snow, navigating ice, and trying to keep warm. What can easily be forgotten in winters cold and occasional dreariness is that it can also be a time of shoring up, of purity, praise, delight, and play.
In thirty stirring pieces--from translated Sanskrit and Hebrew poems to Henry David Thoreau and Bashô, Jane Kenyon, John Updike, Kathleen Norris, and Annie Dillard--we share in the recognition of winters hardships and celebrate the glory of winter as a spiritual gift--a quiet time in the rhythm of life, a time of thoughtfulness, of looking forward, and of unexpected hope.



