the backyard is a mess of pinecones, shaken from the white pines at the edge of the woods and scattered atop the crusty snow. yesterday, when the wind blew, they flew across the icy surface like so many tiny race cars. for now, they are parked and waiting. more wind this week will soon set them to racing again.
2 comments:
Lovely words and photo combination. I had forgotten how fun pine cones can be.
fabulous visuals! I could actually see them revving their engines!
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