"Sleigh bells ring. Are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening."
I have this strange fascination with naming random things. I've named quite a few objects in the neighborhood, and if you've been reading this blog for awhile, you've already met Terrance.
It just so happens that this morning, Polly, the perfectly shaped pine tree who calls our front yard home, sparkled under a blanket of sugary snow. I couldn't refrain from capturing her in her magical winter outfit, as she looked so happy and darling.
It's the simple things, people-- the simple things.