Thought of this little piece from my eBook today:
Brittle sticks and dry leaves on the ground crunch beneath my feet.
The day is crisp and cold.
The sky is white and the sunlight is dreamlike, filtered by thin clouds and casting a surreal glow.
A sharp north wind gusts and swishes through bare branches and across frozen ground powdered with…
Added by Dave Turner on December 26, 2014 at 1:23pm — No Comments