Little winter light, and even less air, comes through the tall French doors in her room.

The winter light along the ceiling was beautiful beyond expression.

I knelt there and watched them in the winter light.

The door opened against a half wall of windows that let in the mild winter light.

It is as if the plant were reaching for limited winter light.

To enjoy the winter light fully, one morning I left the house before sunrise and went walking.

Every shadow is intense because of the winter light, which works in such an elegant way.

The "winter light got through his mask and into a raw soul."

Against the grey winter light, she was a soft dark silhouette.

And quite often, the bright winter light in New York gives you that.