Abruzzo Winter Landscapes

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy! O, wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be…

It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. ~John Burroughs, "Winter Sunshine" Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©GiuseppeMarone
It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. ~John Burroughs, “Winter Sunshine”
Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©GiuseppeMarone

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,
Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawakened earth
The trumpet of a prophecy! O, wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
~Percy Bysshe Shelley

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” ~ Lewis Carroll Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©MateldaCodagnone
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” ~ Lewis Carroll
Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©MateldaCodagnone
"In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy." ~ William Blake Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©GiuseppeMarone
“In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.” ~ William Blake
Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©GiuseppeMarone
“For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.” ~ Wallace Stevens San Giovanni in Venere - Fossacesia (Chieti) :: Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©MateldaCodagnone
“For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds /
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.” ~ Wallace Stevens
San Giovanni in Venere – Fossacesia (Chieti) :: Abruzzo Winter Landscapes | photo: ©MateldaCodagnone

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