One of my favorite times of the year is winter. The bones of the landscape really start to show once the foliage is gone. Houses that never existed reveal their mysteries. Wind gusts create powder whirlwinds and over-sized drifts. The landscape changes. Light intensifies. Evenings become brighter. Skies become bluish grey and lose their depth. There is no source of light. Rather, light just seems to reflect. How we perceive the landscape around us changes.
I am reminded that each season brings with it a new setting, a new context. So many variables influence our senses. Temperature. Lighting. Wind (chill). Moisture. Plant and tree forms.
Design must take these things into consideration. Each design that we make must take into account these seasonal changes.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.