Perks in the dead of winter .
by Brittany Grace
When the grasp of winter feels too tight around our souls, I am reminded that this cold season offers us its own type of quiet beauty.
Rolling hills in the Blue Ridge Mountains provide a calm palette of color.
The morning sun creeping into my dining room and onto my sister’s face as we share a breakfast of tomato grits and soft scrambled eggs.
Flowering pea shoots that provide a lovely, subtle sweetness to fresh picked arugula and spinach.
A friendly neighborhood horse with a penchant for conversing over a fence and snacks of red apple.
These little glimmers during the often desperate feeling days of winter provide a warm contrast to the skeletal trees and barren ground. Makes me get excited about peeling off my boots and standing in front of the stove to make a big pot of soup.