Aren't winter days lovely? The most beautiful ideas come during those cool blowy days. If you have a nice window to look out you can see how the trees dance an bend with a burst of wind, how the direction switches and everything feels crisp and clean. Tulips come fresh out of a winter season. Maybe that is why they are my favorite flower. Hans Christian Anderson anyone? Maybe winter is the reminder of wood burning in the fireplace, listening to crackle and pop with rosey cheeks from playing outside in blustering weather. Or it could be remembering stories like The Silver Skates meant to evoke in your imagination with windmills and fields full of color that you could one day visit. How time flies when there are no breaks given by winter's tales.