Festive Frostiness

I hope you enjoy these photographs, I thought that day was one of the most beautiful we have had so far this year. The snow had all gone, but as if by magic, all this wonderful sugary frost arrived the next day coating the trees and park benches. 

And if that wasn't festive enough, here is a beautiful poem by e.e. cummings,

Little Tree - e.e cummings

little tree

little silent Christmas tree

you are so little

you are more like a flower


who found you in the green forest

and were you very sorry to come away?

see   i will comfort you

because you smell so sweetly


i will kiss your cool bark

and hug you safe and tight

just as your mother would,

only don't be afraid


look   the spangles

that sleep all the year in a dark box

dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine,

the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,


put up your little arms

and i'll give them all to you to hold

every finger shall have its ring

and there won't be a single place dark or unhappy


then when you're quite dressed

you'll stand in the window for everyone to see

and how they'll stare!

oh but you'll be very proud


and my little sister and i will take hands

and looking up at our beautiful tree

we'll dance and sing

"Noel Noel"

x