Falling
Bitter empty air
Cold flurries of white
It smells new
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THROUGH THE HEALING LENS 
So pretty… magical… each snowflake a floating sprite in the forest… cool wintry sky but a warm respite in the tall grases below…
January 21, 2012 at 5:39 AM
Ivy, you are so very poetic! Thank you so much. Yes – was bitter cold outside at dusk, but the unexpected snowfall made the outing worthwhile. For this one was not in the forest (hip was not up for much) but just a short walk around my block. Setting is lovely still!
January 21, 2012 at 5:44 AM
Even more amazing that you were just walking around the block when you captured this — I can’t stop gazing at it! Truly great work!
January 21, 2012 at 8:45 PM
So glad you are enjoying the image Ivy! Makes me feel so good to share with others…we are all connected in some way!
January 21, 2012 at 11:15 PM
Well now…the smell of snow…that I know well..the smell of snow, ice, snowfog…some how as much as I crave heat…this smell of chilled frozen water molecules…a delicious smell indeed! Love it…forget the rules, this is lovely!
June 18, 2012 at 9:57 PM
Thanks Lady Day! Yes – snow does have such a clean fresh smell – new new new!! Glad you think ok – at the beginning of blogging I was just posting photos and then linking to these very short verses…but as you know – I have given that up mostly and now put poetry alongside or above the photo… I hope can do that with Passionflower – maybe next week sometime as have an idea for a shot of one 🙂
June 18, 2012 at 10:01 PM