The snow said that we had many visitors while we slept last night.
It said many deer came in the gardens to eat mondo grass and green shoots.
It said there were large deer running down the hill and a small deer walking up.
It said that someone small took cover in this hollow tree.
Something tiny hid in this overturned trough.
Oh look. It is still here. Good morning Miss Wren.
The snow said sometimes the wind blew,
but most of the time the snow fell strait down softly.
It said the neighbors’ beagle walked through our carport.
He chooses the path with the least snow resistance.
The snow also said that a coyote had been in the woods, after the snow stopped falling.
It told me the wind was blowing by flying in my face. This made me laugh.
This trail said that Flower is back home and that Mr. Flower has not used the new snow shovel that she bought for him. Ha.