Tiny Dancer

Nothing ambiguous about a day dropping down the red line of the thermometer to its 15 degree mark. Ice may be this thin or that thick but ice remains, for me, a show of winter's firmest hand.

I have often dreamed a skater turning small pirouettes on the small pond in back of our house, much like the tiny dancer on music boxes, but she or he, has not yet made an appearance.  If you see this small dancer let him know that we are ready!