There is frost on the ground this morning. A rare occasion this winter during which I’ve kept two of my three winter coats shrouded in dry cleaner bags. Had I not come outside to toss some shriveled grapes, an offering to whatever rabbit or deer is brave enough or hungry enough to venture into the open to scavenge, I may not have noticed.
A touch of Frost
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