Tuesday, January 8, 2013

#486: Frost

It frosted last night.
Frost  brings several different emotions:
'Oh no, everything in the garden will be dead.'
'Brrrr. It looks so cold.'
'Dang, now I'll have to scrape the windshield.'
The first emotion of my God-besotted soul is:
'Ooooh, pretty!'
Sparkles in the dead flowers.

Blooming crystals.

Outlined lavender.
Its scent is sharp in the cold.

Wintergreen berries.
Taste like minty popsicles.

Pin oak leaves.
Sometimes you have to look to see God's delicate touch,

Look real close.

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