Well, it’s January. Which means it’s that time of year where everyone starts hating on winter. Suuuuure! Just use winter for its bounty of Christmas cheer and then kick it to the curb. Well, I for one am an unabashed friend of late winter. Even though I always suffer a severe case of the post-Christmas woes, as the weeks pass, I regain my appreciation for the crisp stillness of January and February. As a kid, I had plenty of woods behind my house and this was my favorite time of year to explore: frozen patches of ground peeking through old snow, nature stripped down to its branches, everything always so quiet. Here’s a color palette for you, Winter, in all your dreariness. Haters gonna hate!top photo: Ewelina Rybczyńskabottom photo: Tom Kondrat - Julie

Well, it’s January. Which means it’s that time of year where everyone starts hating on winter. Suuuuure! Just use winter for its bounty of Christmas cheer and then kick it to the curb.

Well, I for one am an unabashed friend of late winter. Even though I always suffer a severe case of the post-Christmas woes, as the weeks pass, I regain my appreciation for the crisp stillness of January and February. As a kid, I had plenty of woods behind my house and this was my favorite time of year to explore: frozen patches of ground peeking through old snow, nature stripped down to its branches, everything always so quiet.

Here’s a color palette for you, Winter, in all your dreariness. Haters gonna hate!

top photo: Ewelina Rybczyńska
bottom photo: Tom Kondrat

- Julie

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