I went for a walk in the frosty weather we had on saturday. Everything was covered with tiny ice crystals although the sun was beginning to melt them, shining so brightly even though low.
Moss looked like miniature snowy forests
Tiny trees next to strange flutes
The little flutes reaching for the sky
Little treasures of bright colour sprinkled amongst the frosty hues
And small lamps shining brightly in the cold
The tiniest feather forgotten amongst the moss
Icy leaves and flowery ice