The last straw that broke the Winter's back?
Nature's feather dusters are dancing in the icy morning breeze. Stunning, isn't it?
The golden straws protecting the pond are too gorgeous. I just love the gentle affect they have on my soul.
The straw being held in place by the icy grip of the water. Floating away...
The water shimmering in the morning sunshine.
A romantic spot, or a dangerous perch...the perils of romance!
I don't know about you, but this picture makes my mind gallop to places of gentle hills and gentle times...
One more photo to make your week run smoothly...
Biggi
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