… A never ending feast of firsts.
The first rain shower. The first sun flower.
The first spider web.
And…The first proper snow fall.
Swaddled in layers of warmth. A cold button nose.
Daddy on one hand.
Imaginary friend, Bobby-in-a-Mow, on the other.
Tread carefully Little A. It’s icy. It’s slippery.
Can you hear the snow crunch, crunching under your feet?
Can you feel the chilly chill in the air?
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