Winter’s Breath

Winter’s Breath

Encased in ice,
with the sunlight
flooding through
like I walked into
a world of prisms,
the trees stand tall,
frozen; waiting
for spring to peek
around the corner
and say hello.

Annie Louise Twitchell

We can all thank my mother for this picture. How she managed to get it out of a moving vehicle, I haven’t got a clue.

This was inspired by a memory I had while trying to find a specific picture in my dad’s Facebook albums. Instead of the picture I was looking for, I found this. This was from Christmas Eve 2013. There had been a huge ice storm the night before, and on our way to my grandparents for dinner, we went over a mountain. The trees on the mountain were completely iced over and it remains one of the most stunning sights I’ve seen. 
Copyright 2016 by Annie Louise Twitchell

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