by Rob Howell
Winter. Oh how I love winter. The feeling of the warm and cool fighting for dominance and me not caring who is victorious. Just watching the snow fall outside. Feeling the cold radiate from the glass. Seeing the frost on the window. Walking outside in the dead of night and feeling the freezing concrete on my bare feet. The smell of Winter Lodge burning in the air. The taste of the salty winter ham or the sweet pumpkin pie. The bright reflection of the sun’s light against the white ground. Cuddling the one you love and watching a film. The sound of the snow crunching under both of your feet as you take a stroll through the park. That is why I love winter.