Winter

The compressing, the crunch, the cool touch that sends a chill down your spine.  The warmth of your jacket that counteracts the chill of the snow. The pure witeness of the snow meeting the cloudy sky on the horizon.  More pure than any bleach imaginable.  The warmth that takes over your body with the little gust of heat with the first step inside.  The sip of hot chocolate with little smarsh mellows floating around like lilly pads on a lake.  Winter.