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Icicles and Hard Frost
One dark and very cold night I decided to stretch my legs and go for a walk, Stars were so very clear, if I stood on a ladder I, could touch the Dog Star, Jack Frost is busy frost on frost sparkled and twinkled in silver moonlight, The river and local brooks stood in silence only waterfalls trickled slowly. A frozen mist floated down and rested over the top of any frozen water way, Becoming denser, pressing nearer the icy surfaces I could smell sharp cold, Standing on the bank in a frozen setting was a big old oak's moonlit shadow, The tips of my ears tingled and my breath was rime, it was so very beautiful. Layers of water slowly flowed over the ice, that water turned to ice in minutes, Plates of ice covered with a frost clogging the runs and eddies everything still, Icicles hung down from branches and the arches of a small bridge solid and strong, In the morning ice would be levered up and broken, left to sail into the distance
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