In winter, the world falls away

I love the winter time. Sure the months drag on and by the end of march you're horribly sick of it all, but when the physical world shuts down there is a wonderful freeing of the mind as the ancient tethers developed in the sub-saharan pre-histories of our ancestors fall away. What's left is a world of pure ideas, playing and weaving in to a smooth wonder.

We got our first snow last night, and I loved staying in.