Winter’s secret.

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For everything there is a season.

Winter is a time the land rests from its giving, when it withdraws in contemplation. Spring and summer are times of labour, of productivity, autumn of harvesting, but in late autumn and winter the leaves fall, there’s an emptiness in the air.

It’s all still there, hidden down under the earth it remains alive, but trees stand empty, unadorned showing their strength.

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