In the bleak midwinter frosty wind made moan, earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone. Snow had fallen snow on snow, snow on snow. In the middle of winter one comes to expect snow and in certain places plenty of it. Snow is beautiful. It carpets any scene, any view and […]The post In the Bleak Midwinter appeared first on HG Tudor - Knowing The Narcissist - The World's No.1 Resource About Narcissism.