Frozen

Ice fairies shake their wings

Over forlorn umber seedheads, forgotten:

They kiss brittle leaves, weathered

By cruel winds;

Tinged with sweet powder of life,

Russet, Crimson, damson and evergreen leaves reach out for

Spring, which will come soon

Singing in the sweet breeze.

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Bright and warm

Shoots produding,

Shiny Buds swelling,

Pussy willow a silver sensation!

Petals waxy, honey sweet.

Catkins like knitted fingers;

Golden rays warming

Our hearts on cold days;

Winter’s crystals

Winter crystals like
Shimmering tinsel;
Fizzing sherbet on dark
Lush leaves.
Silver stars on a golden sceptre:
Towering crispy seeds.

I took these photos in my garden this morning because when I looked out of the window on a crystal dusted winterland, I couldn’t resist rushing out to capture the moment. The winter in England has been so mild this year, it’s so very special to have a frosty morning. Enjoy. 🙂