Winter in a lighter hue winter in pastels cotton-candy sky as the snow fell.
You watch from inside each colourful death leaves change as they fall but wearing their best.
But shining silver winter are what we know and love with starkly black-bone trees covered in fluff from above.
Spring is no explosions but a subtler shifts down where winter slowly eases leaving us with brown
trees laces with promise of the future where the sun is bright and the weather less cold
So each season has beauty. Each season has worth. So happy to have them all in this corner of the Earth