Jack Frost rapped on my window pane
and knocked on the door with his icicle cane.
"Excuse me", I said, "the door's shut tight
and I'd rather you didn't come over tonight".
So he wrote his name all over the glass.
And the baby sneezed as she heard him pass....
"Achoo!"
2 comments:
Sheila, these are beautiful! You are so inspiring. It has been fun to watch you develop your technique and style over the past 55 days. You have a knack my friend. ;)
jessy
Thank you Jessy! I agonize over it some days, but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. It means a lot to me to have you say such kind words to me. I love your photography too.
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