winter folks, just winter.

she acquired her skills from the Papi obviously.

the cactus got squeamish.

the tree peaks enviously towards the city.

guiding hands.

wishful to be on foreign soil.

 well its settled.

the stars rest below the sky.

and the lights come on.

 magic blue fire.

his branches guard ever so gently. 

 and hes a gentleman.

cold rains turned icy flurs.

the snow takes its first captives. the hills. 

getting lost into this place was worth the chill. and loss of feeling in my hands.

icy slumbers.

 my shoes got muddy.

                                       he waits patiently.

flowers on the wall.

the mountain buries his face into the welcomed white.

winter folks. just winter.