Scene: Frosting

[Begin scene]

A chilled morning, an ideal place for frost…

The frosted glass table sits quietly, freezing in the crisp air…

Upon it a leaf, taking on the color of copper patina, its edges highlighted by a light frosting…

The scene frozen, awaiting the sun beams that will soon bring warmth, erasing this beautiful moment, replacing it with another.


[End scene]


Credit for this image goes to my wife.


© 2017 – James Sponseller –




Categories: Daily Prompts, Nature, Poetry & Prose

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