I love the way shoe prints from days past are frozen in place.
Amazing how winter artwork can show up in old bird bath water held by the breath of cold air.
I love to spot emerald jewels on the bank, ready for me to grab them but wait a minute they moved. They have orange webbed feet beneath.
I spy a line of diamonds on top of the water. Why don't they sink?
Who knew diamonds could fly up to the blue and cloudy sky above.
Then down again to glide slightly above the water. The diamond has wings.
Now for a bow with arms held out in a balletic pose.
At home a squirrel is reminding me that the backyard gang needs fresh water.
A little bird watches patiently above as I thaw out the birdbaths enough to dump more ice for winter pictures, and add fresh water.
A hawk in the neighbor's tree is patient while I take it's picuture, staying totally still.
Here ends my whimsical or perhaps merely silly nature notes for the beginning of a new year.