Icicles hanging from the kitchen window glimmer in the sun after another snowstorm and make for a pretty view from the inside when the sun hits them in the morning. Today involved a lot of hard work outside in the bitter cold, but it had to be done. I’ve been clearing snow for days now, and the sun was a welcome sight. I had some fencing to repair as well and some wood to move.
I almost missed it, though. If you look not at the subject in the picture but at the idea hiding within, you will see a shadow. Can you see the stag and his antlers? He was there today, right behind me, and I was too busy with my human things to notice. And there were other signs . . . the sun was brighter and higher, there were small birds, there was an outlandish blueness to the sky. He was there. They say he is running in the forest again, and it won’t be long now. She’ll be looking for him.
It’s a lie . . . but there are rumors.
|The King Stag approaches.|