Quiescence: inactivity or dormancy.
This time of year is cold & quiet. The landscape is filled with white snow, barren trees, and leaf litter, scattered amongst the brown grasses. It's easy to feel that death has crowded in, suffocating what little Life one may have cultivated throughout the previous seasons.
And the truth is, death has descended. But this death is simply a doorway into the new Life that we all know is coming. The dormant seeds of winter will eventually burst to life in the spring.
We hope these works become like scattered seeds on your hearts & minds. We hope you enjoy them.