and the ducks paddled earnestly down the icy brook,
flakes settling like cold kisses on their feathery backs
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- the wind howled and the rain sheeted down
- foggy morning
- do angels
- it's been bitter cold up here in brattleboro
- let's come in from the cold for a moment
- come walk with me in
- light on the morning after a storm
- stiff fingers
- ice fishing
- heading south down route 30
- the retreat farm dozed in the early morning
- with the snow still falling, before the sidewalk p...
- snow fell
- during the storm all sound was muted
- extreme skateboarding
- when you're in the dog house
- when fog gives way
- ever since baby brattcat's departure,
- what comes down
- feeling ever so much better today...thank you for ...
- this is the way my stomach feels
- some eager beaver
- snowshoers, cross-country skiers, and intrepid wal...
- ski jumping
- always be polite to a penguin
- minty cool
- wells fountain in winter
- using up scrap yarn
- happy new year...favorite image from 2012
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9 comments:
Our feathered friends sure endure extremes of weather throughout the year. By the way, I know a fellow named William who is in marketing. His preferred way of advertising is on billboards :^)
Smack!
Such an enchanting image - and words to accompany.
Great image. Ducks are not what I would expect to see in a snow storm.
Quackers! I wonder if that is what they are thinking.
Love the Skateboard art.
No snow here just lots of frost. Brrrrr. MB
It's a beautiful image, I guess they are happy enjoying the water!
Happy weekend,
Léia
I heard a story about how well those feathers insulate the bird from the cold.
Love that beautiful image of cold snowflake kisses. They do feel that way, sometimes.
Cold tootsies.
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