For a writer, winter brings quiet spaces, stretches of time for contemplation, of scratchings, and beginnings of stories or poems. Barren times, missteps and failures can mark the winter writing season, too.
We have to be willing to be brave, to risk ourselves as we explore our memories and imaginations. As writers, we can look back and start afresh. We grasp opportunities to redo, reinvent, and thrive in any season.
In the vineyard, the distant colored sky offers promise.