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Jack Frosts dandruff billowing on the limbs of the pine trees​

 

The icy embrace around the last bloomed flowers​

 

The glass casing on the crab apples​

 

The cracks on top of the river bed that flows unseen​

 

The sparkles that dance on the ground of powder white

 

The stillness of the world that December morning​

 

When winter changes grey to silver &   lady nature sets us in slumber mode to remind us to reflect & slow down.​