i love the way that snow on bare tree branches defines the edges of everything, bringing the world into sharper focus.
i heard a woodpecker somewhere in the woods–i stopped to listen.
icicles formed on my eyelashes.
i love the way that snow on bare tree branches defines the edges of everything, bringing the world into sharper focus.
i heard a woodpecker somewhere in the woods–i stopped to listen.
icicles formed on my eyelashes.