Take a moment and consider ice. Sometimes smooth and glassy, other times sharp and cruel. Deceptive in the shadows, yet splendid in the sun. Magnificent inch-high sculptures carved by the wind sit most times unnoticed by those passing by. Glittering ice reflecting the warm winter sun takes one’s clouds of breath away.
The stiff air is hard to breathe, as I stand outside pondering these things.
I love the little things in life. The everyday things. Wonderology.~C.L.H.