As the world quiets in winter, things begin to turn inward. We consider ourselves and our bodies; we think about the animals and plants we've brought inside so that the warmth of our homes can sustain them through the long dark months. Snow may fall where you are and cover the bones of a year, or the world may dry up and leave the green mountains bare. But we all know winter isn't the end of anything except a calendar; it's a period of rest, reflection and remembrance, until the Earth begins to tilt back toward the Sun.