Gingerbread Snowflakes

Every winter I fall in love with the cold, quite mornings. I find myself staring past bare branches into the damp grey clouds that linger in the barely-frigid air. I watch as they morph and flow from one shapeless mass to the other. I wait and watch. And I wish for them to fall to the ground in a flurry.



Christmas (233) Craft (43) Decorations (38) DIY (20) Happy New Year (17) Ideas (73) Lights (3) Ornament (18) Trees (112) Winter (19) Wreath (21)
Blogger Template by Clairvo