Pursuit Of Spark

Perched on the edge of my chair to avoid the snow collected at the back for two bowls of tea. The lawn looked like a platter that had been glazed with white, then strewn with leaves, then glazed again, then sprinkled with more leaves. The zinnia in my vase offered more surprises - petals that have turned from orange to pink and now to yellow. Listened to a nearby snowblower wheeze to life as the sun came out.