24 Little Hours

Widdershins Worlds

What a difference a day makes.

After losing two major branches to the Ice-storm we decided our Winter Tree needed some TLC so we made a bit of a garden around her base with some logs from the tree across the way that had a severe prune, (also from the ice-storm) some newspaper to inhibit the grass and bucketloads of our nicely nutritious compost.

A garden of one’s own – a bit of snow still on the ground but Spring was looking like it was just around the corner A garden of one’s own – a bit of snow still on the ground but Spring was looking like it was just around the corner

Then, this happened …

Nothing serious, just a little bit more snow, amirite? Nothing serious, just a little bit more snow, amirite?

As it got dark, the snow began to get serious, and seriouser …

What manner of mysterious creature is playing underneath my branches? What manner of mysterious creature is playing underneath my branches?

It was some rare and seldom photographed, (mostly because they’re invisible) SNOW DRAGONS …

Heh, heh, heh ... you can’t see us Heh, heh, heh … you can’t see…

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