Frosty Magical Mornings

Today was a super frosty morning.

But there is something magical about frosty mornings.

The crunch of the ice under your feet.

The freshness in the air and your breath.

And the chance to study the spiderwebs around you.

Which when you look at them are magical in themselves.

They get broken daily, and the spiders just rebuild them.

One beautiful home, broken, but built again.

Over and over again.

Little tiny things that aren’t put off by things being broken but instead are focused and always creating a thing of beauty.

A small thing that most of us hate, but that we could all learn from really.

Frosty mornings are just magical!