In the aftermath of a sheet of ice covering all of nature’s beauty, we are now left with a world best described by the wonderful words of E. E. Cummings compared to my choice of words for this melting wonderland in our yard, “the world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.”  The trees were raining melting ice and splashing in puddles reflecting winter scenes and a squirrel intent on avoiding the wonderful puddles and any luscious mud touching his little feet.


When life rains on your parade, dance in the puddles.


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