Busy hands working outside, building a snow fort,
trekking up and down the yard delivering shredded ice
to be shaped into bricks with an old metal pan.
Busy hands working inside, hanging a new set of pretty curtains up high,
and trying to capture that beautiful, ever-elusive winter's light, bouncing off the wonderful snow outside.
And the dog, you may ask?
Busy taking it all in, ascertaining that indeed, this is a good life.
Busy taking it all in, ascertaining that indeed, this is a good life.