It was 18F this morning and I knew what that would mean when I headed out for work...scraping windows. I would rather brush snow than do this.
So after I loaded my goodies in the car and started it, I took a moment to check out the cool patterns that had formed on my windows.
Beauty can truly be found everywhere.
Someone painted pictures
on my windowpane last night.
Willow trees with trailing boughs
and flowers, frosty white.
And lovely crystal butterflies
But when the morning sun,
Touched them with it's golden beams
They vanished one by one
Helen Bayley Davis
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