The bird bath looks pretty, with its thick topping of snow: it looks like a cake on a fancy pedestal serving tray. Only, there is now rust showing where the bolt is revealing its age.
The slats of the fence, which I built many years ago with my neighbours, casts shadows and light in the late-afternoon sun. A blue and white pattern stretches over the untouched snow.
Who couldn't resist a photo.
Happy Friday?
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