Gudzwi: The good ghosts. Pinned in a curve along the road.
Gudzwi: Reserved already. Me and my Christmas tree for this year.
Gudzwi: Take over structures. On several levels.
Gudzwi: Snowflakes like cotton candy. Above the chicken hutch.
Gudzwi: One is out. And also ran out of focus.
Gudzwi: Snow-Whites and Rose-Reds. Just a few chicken, but more of one kind than yesterday.
Gudzwi: Advances. But from which side?
Gudzwi: It just ignores me. Finished with a rear view.
Gudzwi: Heart branch piecework. But still burns well.
Gudzwi: Message at a distance. Just pluck it.
Gudzwi: Did something happen? Traces in the emptiness.
Gudzwi: Bright spot. In the winter muddle.
Gudzwi: Pretty excited to hop into my arms. Birch branches.
Gudzwi: Snow-White and Rose-Red. And no bear in sight.
Gudzwi: Snow white. And fishnet stockings.
Gudzwi: Snow. As a painter.
Gudzwi: Pink splash. On slippery paths.
Gudzwi: Do the jumping jack. For pattern production.