More winter splendour: I actually love the snow. I just had Billy out for a late walk, as we frequently tend to do. There's freshly fallen soft snow. The sky is bright, with the full moon behind clouds. The air is calm and still. I could see the fairies zipping off to hide behind the trees, thinking they'd escape my sight. How could I possibly not feel them with all that floating fairy dust about me?

solitary tree

alone I stand
tall and free
while others
around
might gaze
in amazement
awe
and wonder

alone I stand
tall and free



rabbit tracks in the snow