Oh my little feather friend, how long have you gone unnoticed? The early morning sun drew me to your presence. The shadows danced upon your weave creating the images of trees. And the tiny sprig of grass making its way upward gave life…..
A frozen lake. A quilt of snow on top of the frozen lake. The wind playing between the hilly lake banks sweeping the snow. Sometimes life gifts a stumbled upon delight. Nature’s playground caught in action. I laughed, bowed, and said enjoy. I…..
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