morning light.

Early hours. Low on the horizon, the sun illuminates the world. Glittering snow. Frost lingers in the shade for a few moments longer.

I hurry to the bus. A quick glance down. I notice a patch of dead grass, partially covered in snow. The light catches the blades just right. Glowing, I had to pause. I could walk instead.







1 comments:

Melina said...

These are lovely :)

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