Snow On Pine

Saturday morning the snow was still fresh when Penny and I took our walk.  We passed one pine tree where the snowflakes had been caught by the clusters of pine needles like a baseball is caught by a catcher’s mitt.  It looked like ice cream cones or cotton candy.  The snow was so new, and the air was so cold, that the snowflakes that had fallen on top still retained their individual shapes.

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