January 7th, 2014 at 9:29 pm (The Hillock)
Today Francklin, Lacy and I took a walk down to The Hillock to see what we could see and hear going on about Martha Julia Agnes Adele’s search for her lost shoe. There was no snow but rather lots of ice covering the pond! It was full of crystals and swirls frozen still as a painting.Closer looks revealed a painting extraordiaire painted by Old Man Winter himself! Shadows and swirls and bubbly domes etched of a story only told in fairie language. Though we could feel the magic, we could only decipher the freezing frosty smoke that billowed from our breath! It it just spelled B r r r r r r rrrrr!
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Closer looks revealed a painting extraordiaire painted by Old Man Winter himself! Shadows and swirls and bubbly domes etched of a story only told in fairie language. Though we could feel the magic, we could only decipher the freezing frosty smoke that billowed from our breath! It it just spelled B r r r r r r rrrrr!
