Monday, March 02, 2009
One Hundred Words #2 - Frosted Folioles
White wind whipped around the bamboo. The narrow, evergreen leaves lifted in the frozen tempest despite the thick glove of snow.
Sparrows and squirrels hid from the blowing weather in the pavilion made by the frosted stalks and folioles.
Jenny sheltered along with the other frightened summer creatures during the storm. She snuck in the back garden during the night. She stayed into the daylight hours, warded within the womb of the weald.
She hugged her gravid belly. It rumbled in hungry response. The vagaries of life had brought her to this venue but she vowed to survive Winter's worst.