This Fluffy, White Blanket
Just the right canvass for forming snow angels.
Just the right canvass for forming snow angels.
An unexpected wonder which led us to adventures of a winter wonderland of sorts.
We’re halfway there. Halfway between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox. We feasted; we communed around a bonfire in the crisp midwinter air. A dancing constellation of stars above to hear our wintery wishes and forest critters amid that encouraged whispered … Continue reading
and my thrill of a typically hidden winter terrain.
For surviving the crisp wintery breeze that nips at my nose, so long as there’s room for slow dancing and a hot toddy. We’re deep into the arctic scene in the northern hemisphere, Jack Frost is downright gnawing at all … Continue reading
and so it did.
With a shear blanket of snow, for goodness sakes the patches of grass are more than visible, the stakes are quite low…or so we thought. Dare I say, we stood the test of time as temps rose to the double … Continue reading
Closing in on the winter hardships, nothing says it more than bare feet on sun-soaked stone. Gifts we think are out of our reach until we feel life beneath our feet and look up. It’s evident, it’s all within reach … Continue reading
Red has doffed her winter look within days after hailing it. But will I spring about carefree without mine from now on?
Branches, in their winter coatsA marvel of entanglement.Bare, boldsimply existing.Glistening in its a la mode cloak with an ecstatic sense of new wisdom against a whitewashed sky.Here we are again,another roundand into a new.