Tiny House

Who lives down this tiny hole? 

See the ice crystals? 

They are a sign of breath, something warmer than the air. 

Tiny little tracks from the critter coming and going also there. 

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when the snow begins to melt, a stepping stone path is darker than the grass in between, so it melts first:

 

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a bit like a ginger bread house

with icing sliding off:

I love it when the snow crashes off the roof

always wishing there were children there to hoot in glee with me

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There are so many enchanting wonders in winter.

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Autumn Frost and Ice

the clouds have cleared

and under the watch of stars

and deeply cold temperatures

ice crystals are born

ephemeral beings

like wings of glass

ponds freeze over

exquisite expression for a brief time

bubbles held in ice

like a universe mirroring our sky

whose breath rises

from this wee cavern into the earth

they are tucked away for winter

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