Frosted

  Winter is the king of showmen

Turning tree stumps into snow men

And houses into birthday cakes

And spreading sugar over lakes

Smooth and clean and frosty white

The world looks good enough to bite

That's the season to be young

Catching snowflakes on your tongue

Ogden Nash

January finds our world frosted!  Early winter mornings sparkle...the air is

filled with tiny diamonds the camera can't seem to pick up.  Simple joys are

plenty...muffled silence broken only by the call of the resident blue jays

reminding us we need to fill the feeder....and bright flashes of red as the  Northern

Cardinals leave the warmth of the ancient blue spruce and circle the feeders, 

also in search of breakfast.  Perfect winter mornings for quick trips down

the drive with a camera, followed by just as quick a trip back to the

warmth of my rocking chair and coffee cup!

 May your winter days also be frosted with joy!