A wonderfully frosty morning greeted me this morning. The blatant cold refreshingly simple and calming to me in my over worked state.
Welcoming frost of a new year.
Big leave maples of the fall.
Remnants of my favorite tree.
Evergreens growing faster than I do.
Odds and ends of the country side.
Does anyone else remember playing with the ice coming up from the mud as a child?
The thorns in my side, native black berry vines.
The ferns of my youth.
I love tall, uncut grass, regardless of the season.
Just seeing this makes me feel young again.
So simple and beautiful.
Iced over puddles.
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