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
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| 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