The crunching sound of dry snow under my feet as I walk down the driveway, trying to stay in the car tracks, to get the paper....
The rosy glow shining luminously through the icy fog hugging the earth, as the sun rises in the sky....
Thousands of dainty little bird footprints marking the snow under the feeders....
Looking out an upstairs window to see Family Circus-like dog tracks through the fresh snow, meandering around the trees and shrubs in the front yard....
The different curves of the tire tracks from where Prairiewolf came home last night versus where he pulled out this morning....
Memory from 2 nights ago: ice crystals on the grass glinting and glittering in the light of a full moon....
We ARE in Kansas, Toto
ReplyDelete:-) Awesome.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of being in kansas, you need to change your profile.
This post, thought not as lengthy, reminded me of this post.