Monday, February 11, 2008

I is for Icicle

An icy stabbing
so swiftly done
the victim hardly felt it.
The police are baffled:
Where's the weapon?
The sun shines down to melt it.
--Eve Bunting, Spooky ABC

A couple of weeks ago, Sabrina dropped River and Gatlin off and Mae and Mason joined us for a walk on the airline trail. We had some letterboxes in mind, but didn't even get halfway there, as the icicles were too attractive to small children with sticks.


Dante generates his own body heat while battling his icy foe.

Lucia and Gatlin see beyond the destruction to the usefullness of their frosty shards.



Hm, these are all smashed. How do we get the ones up there?

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