The recent snowstorm left behind glistening crystals in our yard. Literally, when the early morning sun shone down, the yard just sparkled... and reminded me of the crystally sugar that you see on cookies and donuts!
This afternoon when I got home from work, Richard and I went out on snowshoes through the woods. We'd started out walking, but the public road proved too slippery. It was MUCH nicer in the quiet of the woods... no traffic, no noise, no slushy mud. The trees looked like they were coated with a dusting of confectioner's sugar! Hmmm, seems like my mind is on sweet things this afternoon.
Sugar Hill can be found in the Fiddler's Fakebook.
1 comment:
That is a very beautiful picture.
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