We woke up to frosty trees and thick
fog again. Hard to see the neighbors.
Little potting shed, alone but steady.
Waiting for Spring. Set up inside already.
Typically through the trees, we can see
our little lane. But today, it's very hidden.
The fog moves through the trees. It's
so eery but beautiful at the same time.
~ Chy
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