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28.11.17

Jack's moving in..


“Frost grows on the window glass, forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry.
 Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more ammunition. Now it can build castles and cities and whole ice continents with your breath’s vapor.
 In a few blinks you can almost see the winter fairies moving in . . . But first, you hear the crackle of their wings.”

 ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

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4 comments:

^.^ said...

The video looks about for here in Alberta, friend D ... although we are enjoying a warming trend right now ... smiles ... Much love cat.

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Oh Dutchess dear, what an enchanting post today! This frost poem is perfectly said; for when I see the frost and snow coming, I don't just see the natural phenomenon, but I see fairy dust, I hear music as this sweet music playing here. Imagine, with one breath, we can create a universe of such wonder.

Mapi said...

Het vriest hier nog niet, maar het komt eraan ...

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Good morning dearest! IIIIIIIIIIII'S MOnday and I was just looking for your Monday inspiration before I left for school. I'll be thinking of you!