Showing posts with label ginger bread house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ginger bread house. Show all posts

11.12.2017

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


There are so many enchanting wonders in winter.

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