Snapthought: Snowflakes

Posted on January 30, 2012 by Sheila

trees turn into snowflakes
that never touch the ground
each design different
waiting to be found

branches glitter glisten
when first the sun appears
bringing rainbow colors
to sparkle crystal clear

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15 thoughts on “Snapthought: Snowflakes”

philosophermouseofthehedge on January 30, 2012 at 10:26 pm said:

That 3rd picture is exquisite. The depth with the tree branches against the sky and water
- Sheila on January 31, 2012 at 12:25 pm said:
  
  thank you – the water was a strange color that day – kind of more of a steel color than it shows
katkasia on January 30, 2012 at 10:33 pm said:

Thanks – just looking at these is delightfully cooling! It was 35 degrees C here yesterday, so it’s such a relief!
- Sheila on January 31, 2012 at 12:26 pm said:
  
  Wow – I’m glad the pictures helped to cool you off! Do you live in Australia?
mysealedmemoriesphotography on January 30, 2012 at 11:48 pm said:

beautiful………. love it
- Sheila on January 31, 2012 at 12:26 pm said:
  
  thank you! 🙂
bumbas on January 31, 2012 at 3:04 am said:

Beautiful blog.
- Sheila Hurst on January 31, 2012 at 12:30 pm said:
  
  thank you so much!
belleofthecarnival on January 31, 2012 at 4:33 pm said:

Beautiful! It makes me want to throw on my cross country skies and enjoy the day 🙂
- Sheila Hurst on January 31, 2012 at 4:41 pm said:
  
  Good idea – wish I could but that snow melted too fast. Still hoping for more though!
Kenton Lewis on February 1, 2012 at 10:09 pm said:

Good writing and wonderful snow shots. I love snow.
The Hook on February 11, 2012 at 9:10 am said:

I HATE the snow, but this post rules!
- Sheila Hurst on February 11, 2012 at 9:22 am said:
  
  thank you – I do think Batman rules too
skinnydipper on February 16, 2012 at 10:21 am said:

Absolutely beautiful photos and poem. For the first time this winter, I’ve wished it had snowed more than it did…
margarita on February 16, 2012 at 10:22 am said:

I can hear the quiet and feel the snow on my eyelashes, when I read your poem

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