Jack Frost

By C.E. Pike

Look out! Look out!
Jack Frost is about!|
He’s after our fingers and toes;
And all through the night,
The gay little sprite
Is working where nobody knows.

He’ll climb each tree,
So nimble is he,
His silvery powder he’ll shake.
To windows he’ll creep
And while we’re asleep
Such wonderful pictures he’ll make.

Across the grass
He’ll merrily pass,
And change all its greenness to white.
Then home he will go
And laugh ho, ho ho!
What fun I have had in the night.

Jack Frost only visited us one time in Cali.  We see his work much more often around here.

And we love it.  Especially J and R who love to crunch, crunch the leaves under their feet as they wait for the bus.

 And I love how everything is subtly outlined in silver and catches the light just so.

On morning when B slept late, I just couldn't resist wandering the woods to admire Jack's handiwork. 

It seemed that he had a little help from some frozen raindrops.

And together with the morning sun, they created a shimmering, enchanted world.

This spiderweb took my breath away.  It looked so magical.

 Almost like nature had some glittering secret it was trying to share with the world.  Like it was whispering, "Behold the beauty around you.  It's always there, you just have to take the time to look."

I love the way these vines wrap their delicate tendrils around anything that gets near enough.  If I were a fairy, this is how I would build my house.

And then I would invite Jack Frost to help me decorate. 

I've been so caught up in other things for months on end, I didn't realize how much I was missing, how much beauty was slipping quietly by without notice.  I am grateful for the things in nature that have caught my attention lately, encouraging me away from my planning and my concerns.  Filling me with wonder and delight.  And reminding me that there is much more to life than my to-do list.  

I only need to make the time to drink it in.  How lucky I am to glimpse sunsets like this from my back deck!