Where the heck is winter?

It's a sort of sunny day in northern Rhode Island and it snowed just a little overnight.  It was actually a welcome sight.  We've had barely any snow so far, the temperatures have been above average, and it just doesn't feel like winter.

Winter is my third favorite season, after spring and fall.  I'm not fond of ice and of really cold temperatures (teens, for example), but I find that there is a cleansing of the air in winter that is really refreshing.

It's invigorating, although the residents in my apartment building, mostly elderly, don't agree.  They love the warmer than average temperatures that don't chill their aged bones.

In winter I find that i'm more productive, art wise.  It's almost as if the cold air has reawakened my brain and the creative impulse seems sharper.

Ideas flow quickly.  I think about new ways to do things and new directions I'd like to follow.  Maybe I'll actually have the courage to travel these new roads.

Maybe.

Here is one of the pieces from the older road that I've been traveling.

I'm not exactly sure what the theme or title of this piece is, but I do like it.