White and powdery snow becoming precious as a memory.PS: It hasn't snowed here in these parts this winter. When I was a child, there would always be snow here around this time of the year.
Almost Haiku: Twenty-Four
Tag: Nature
Almost Haiku: Twenty-Three
Glazed trees branches cracking winter's whim.
Almost Haiku: Eighteen
Stretching in the sun trees let go of their shadows.
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