#The Winter Scene

[jojaxcola]

Sam has really grown up since I left. He's a man now. I wish I could've been there for him.

[bugdoesscribbles]

I had a vision. Regulus. Fur cloak. Snow. Red nose and rosy cheeks. (Edit : everyone saying he’s Jon snow — you’re wrong. He’s clearly Sansa.)

[canadachronicles]

"I

The rutted roads are all like iron; skies

Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling

In the bare woods, or the hardy bitter-sweet;

Drivers have put their sheepskin jackets on;

And all the ponds are sealed with sheeted ice

That rings with stroke of skate and hockey-stick,

Or in the twilight cracks with running whoop.

Bring in the logs of oak and hickory,

And make an ample blaze on the wide hearth.

Now is the time, with winter o'er the world,

For books and friends and yellow candle-light,

And timeless lingering by the settling fire.

While all the shuddering stars are keen with cold.

II

Out from the silent portal of the hours,

When frosts are come and all the hosts put on.

Their burnished gear to march across the night

And o'er a darkened earth in splendor shine,

Slowly above the world Orion wheels

His glittering square, while on the shadowy hill

And throbbing like a sea-light through the dusk,

Great Sirius rises in his flashing blue.

Lord of the winter night, august and pure,

Returning year on year untouched by time,

To hearten faith with thine unfaltering fire,

There are no hurts that beauty cannot ease,

No ills that love cannot at last repair,

In the victorious progress of the soul.

III

Russet and white and gray is the oak wood

In the great snow. Still from the North it comes,

Whispering, settling, sifting through the trees,

O'erloading branch and twig. The road is lost.

Clearing and meadow, stream and ice-bound pond

Are made once more a trackless wilderness

In the white hush where not a creature stirs;

And the pale sun is blotted from the sky.

In that strange twilight the lone traveller halts

To listen to the stealthy snowflakes fall.

And then far off toward the Stamford shore,

Where through the storm the coastwise liners go,

Faint and recurrent on the muffled air,

A foghorn booming through the Smother--hark!

IV

When the day changed and the mad wind died down,

The powdery drifts that all day long had blown

Across the meadows and the open fields,

Or whirled like diamond dust in the bright sun,

Settled to rest, and for a tranquil hour

The lengthening bluish shadows on the snow

Stole down the orchard slope, and a rose light

Flooded the earth with beauty and with peace.

Then in the west behind the cedars black

The sinking sun stained red the winter dusk

With sullen flare upon the snowy ridge,--

As in a masterpiece by Hokusai,

Where on a background gray, with flaming breath

A scarlet dragon dies in dusky gold."

--The Winter Scene, Bliss Carman (1929)

I did have my Winter Scene after all, I woke to a thick duvet of powdery snow the other day, and walked to the park to watch the sun rise and birds fly over the gorgeous landscape!

[anyataylorjoys]

THE SHOP AROUND THE CORNER 1940, dir. Ernst Lubitsch 

[ed13d1]

come close

Michael Kenna • Kussharo Lake Tree, Study 2, 2005

[xxmikeyz-rottingxx]

An Emo Winter XP

[skarsgards-bill]

Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021)

[justlous-art]

I kept laughing while drawing it

[maureen2musings]

jukkarisikko

[capsicle107]

you take the man out of the city, not the city out the man

[thenameswintergifs]

SEBASTIAN STAN as JAMES "BUCKY" BARNES THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER (2021), dir. KARI SKOGLAND 1x04 "The Whole World is Watching"

[andromeddog]

a well deserved rest

my secret santa gift for @onlyyouexisthere ✨ i hope you enjoy this drawing of winters having a little break, which we could all use

[lets-discover]

Puy de Dôme

[lionofchaeronea]

Black Bear Cub, Mori Shūhō, 1799

[lemongogo]

env practice ft the reunion scene

[neorhythm]

**SMOOOOOCH** still thinking about them, your honor