It feels like you could sit here all day, every day, watching the seasons come and go. The sounds of winter are crisp. The snow muffles the rustling of the wind in the trees, and only the toughest critters scamper about, leaving footprints on the white expanse.
The dormancy of life encourages a time for both you and the forest to rest and repair, the energy of summer, stored within, helping to sustain life through these short, bitter days. Stoking the fire, sipping from your favorite mug, and looking out this window, there is nowhere else you'd rather be.