Down the icy path to check on my friends.
She doesn’t look too phased by the icy temps.
St. Francis seems to holding up ok, hiding behind the frozen brown firecracker fern, and still green for now fox tail fern.
The sleepy bunny slumbers away, unfazed by the whole quarfuffle.
Twice in as many months we’ve had a little winter white on the ground.
It will soon warm up, and it will all be gone.