frosted
lawn
freezing
toetips
through
sheepskin
uggboots
but
still
we
prance
dance
leaving
tracks
in
the
delicate
purity
of
this
cold
unexpected
mid-winter
morning
gift
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 4:48 PM UTC
frosted
lawn
freezing
toetips
through
sheepskin
uggboots
but
still
we
prance
dance
leaving
tracks
in
the
delicate
purity
of
this
cold
unexpected
mid-winter
morning
gift
it frosts rarely, where i live
this is the first of this year and quite heavy too
and tod(who is almost 4) is entranced.... and is outside
with dad playing in it....
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