The Woods in Winter Clothes

At every step a magic moment and a little wonder.  The trees, bushes, and undergrowth of this special homeland glimmer white on a foggy, frosty morning.  Winter enchantment in the forest.

Photos by Josiane of Lorraine

Irsch in Winter

This is a very broad translation of a bit of the poetry of Ernst Thrasolt. In his "Winter" he finds God's blessing in the cold, short days of the season. The poet says:

In the winter, 

there is rest for man and horse and cow, 

a rest which is scarce

in other seasons. 

Now all can sit in the warmth from the hearth,

sleep peacefully during the long nights, 

and rebuild their strength. 

Praise the Lord God above.

The beautiful pictures of Irsch, covered with snow, are from the website for the Village of Irsch bei Saar.