There is magic in a winter landscape. For me, it is the stillness; it is how the softness of sound muffled by the snow feels like a warm embrace and how light reflects off the myriad of sparkling snowflakes that have joined as one in a beautiful blanket of white, making everything more - more luminescent, more colourful, the best version of itself.

I love hiking in the snow, taking in the crisp freshness mixed with the unbridled joy of our dog. I love watching the winter landscape at dusk, when the sky is that particular shade of winter pinks, blues, and reds, and the warmth inside is all the cosier for the frosty magic outside. And there is nothing better than waking up to the gentle cascade of snowflakes outside your window, cup of coffee in hand - just like Charles Saxon’s 1976 cover of The New Yorker (above)!

Each of us perceives the winter landscape in our own way but few remain impartial to its charms. What is your favourite part of the winter landscape?

Here are just a few takes on the winter wonderland by various artists over the years - arranged day to night rather than chronologically.

And how could I not include a photograph of our Entlebucher, Bolt, in the snow? Here he is, right next to a wonderful woodblock print by Kawashima Tatsuo (b. 1939 - ).