In his Ode to Fancy, Keats says that all seasons pass; ‘spoilt by use’, but your imagination never fails you. He says that all seasons being their own charms but these charms fade away as the season fades away. Then, comes winter when you ‘sit by the ingle’ and all is in a hush.http://essayuniverse.org/ describes that at that time, Keats urges us to ‘send abroad’ our fancy. Our imagination will lead us back to the charms of the summer and the colors of spring.
Thank you for encouraging us to read that poem. It was lovely and one to which I will refer often.
I actually love the hush of winter! My favorite time is sunset, when the backyard is lit with shades of lavender and gray. But we can find beautiful colors in all the seasons!