“Look,” Samuel said, “Icicles hanging off the eves.”

Ready to turn in, instead go to look. Glittering icicles from moonlight shining through, well worth looking. Getting the camera, but knowing windows and screens hamper good photographs, the attempt was made anyway.

The glorious full moon drew me out in slippers through knee deep snow crunchy on top due to ice. Slipping my way down the deck stairs now hidden beneath a foot of white, my camera kept snapping.

The quiet and beauty was nothing like the string of warmer days when muddy greyness dampened the countryside. This wonderland took my breath, mesmerizing with her elegance, the moon smiling with all her luster catapulting downward in a luxurious gown of lace, taffeta, and sparkling sequins.


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