crisp yellow of willow
grey clouds
the nip of frost in the air
baby quacking at the ducks
climbing
running
wrapped up warm in knits and coats and mittens
kidlets, mama, grandma, great grandma
hot chocolate and cookies
shades of slate ripple and reflect on the lake
birdwatching
and that moment of total stillness
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