Trees are covered in thin ice.

Branches tinking in the wind.

I cannot tell if it sounds like glasses coming together,

Or the quieter sound of music chiming in the air.

Maybe it is their angelic voices reverberating off their enclosure?

It sounds like magic, when magic makes a sound.

Freezing Rain Or Fairy Lights

I love fairy lights. Everything about them. I love. Yet I do not string them outside. I have reasons.I do not feel like explaining. Regardless. I had a moment yesterday were I longed for things to be different enough that I could string fairy lights around my yard.

I woke to this world. Natural fairy lights without the work of stringing them. Thank you universe. You never ceases to amaze and delight.

It feels like an early Christmas present. Thank you.