Sad

Something so incredibly comforting about a "bed of song". I also loved the "cotton compliments"

Also, the title keeps catching me. Sad as in the ways we bundle ourselves to prepare for the extreme temperatures, yet winter may humble us. The way the earth is stripped, only bones. The "sobering" part made me think of how winter stops us in our tracks and gives us the chance to realize its end will bring us a new season, a new start.

Those last few lines I had to keep repeating, almost like a tongue twister! Letting ourselves be silent, listening to the onset of winter, readying ourselves for the shorter breaths, the way we hold back instead of settling onto the ground in summer/spring. I also thought of the aspect of how winter hides, how it can hide us when we stay inside, stay in our beds, and we let it overwhelm us and the world outside.

So many thoughts with this one - beautifully painted!

It’s nice to read something from you.

Winter for many is gloomy, but I love the cold weather and winter’s vibes. It makes me fee good :)

I suffer a good deal from this too, Daniel. Well expressed.

All the best and stay warm!