Saturday, January 06, 2018

Winter in Xzanadu


A rushing arctic wind blows past, but the cottonwood tree, stretching out over my porch...her dead pods and leaves do not stir, for they are frozen.
My whole forest stands still, like a brave naked army before the Ice King, standing up tall and solid in their ranks before the frigid enemy.
They may be coated in ice, they may lose their limbs, some may fall in the bitter onslaught, but the defense of Xzanadu will hold. 
The heat of the heart of their queen rests inside a humble abode, whispering prayers which freeze in thr air as she blesses her forest, yet still, her voice makes it's way heavenward.
No ill will befall this place as long as she lives and her love is here.
(Or so I dearly hope!)
I've also got taps running and cabinets along the main waterline open to keep them warm.
It's going to be more like a winter-frozen land ♡


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