An Artist's Life

By MariB

Yet again...

This morning at 7am. The porch light glowed golden on this morning's snowfall which obliterated my 14 studio steps yet again. I see a deer has found where they should be and gone up the easier way. My little garden lights try to melt their way out of the drifts and shed what little light they can. It seems I have buried fairies in my garden!

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