What Comes to Mind When You Think of Winter? When I think of winter, I’m reminded of the simple joys of childhood: sledding down hills and seeing icicles hanging from rocks on the road to my grandparents’ house at Christmas. And, as an adult, the unforgettable morning in 1995 when 22 inches of snow fell in Wilmore, KY, and snowflakes as big as silver dollars gently drifted from the sky. Each season holds its own unique beauty, and winter is no exception. This morning, the snow blankets the ground, sparkling in the sunlight, outshining any diamond. The crackling sound and…