The air was still and the world was crashing down. The sky was shattered like an old pane of glass. The cracks were depicted by the lifeless trees. Their graven limbs appeared as the winding breaks in the steadily solid white sky.
A glance over the shoulder a whisper in the mist, an echo through the trees. Spirit travelers, shamans and tricksters. As surely as his paddle slices the surface, he knows he is not alone. Poem by Wintercove Paddler in the early morning mist.
Glittering Popsicle Stick Christmas Trees - These popsicle stick Christmas trees are SO EASY to make and they're so beautiful! The kids loved decorating them! Such an awesome dollar store Christmas craft idea!