Nature has dazzled with her work in seasons past and now begins to sculpt with light and colour in yet another masterclass. The landscape can now run from stormy grey to blizzard white and all manner in between. Temperatures drop and the change is dramatic, bleak, but beautiful in its own wonder. Here, each and every day is celebrated with distinct and separate verse; Some poems commemorate the day it was written, others the birth or death of the writer or a particular significant moment that engages poet with date and verse. Once more our classic poets describe the unfolding days…..