This is your family.
Wizard of the Blizzard
Out of our memory palace there comes a winter of snowballs,
which is simply a packing problem leading to the emergence
of a giant snowman. Many mittens patting, the neighborhood
children all accounted for. Soon, there are three mounds
so big they dwarf life lived around family fire. Take care of
my hat, says one father, surrendering it. Would the children
recall watching an owl dig plunge-holes inside each snowball?
The future lived in every swivel of the owl’s head; bobbing,
swaying, clapping wings, it zigzagged up through the snowman,
filling the father’s hat with its own head, crowning itself.
wow!
You always get such wonderful pictures, Meg! Just looking at it makes me feel creative!
What are the word-count parameters on this one? I love the picture you chose!
Wizard of the Blizzard
Out of our memory palace there comes a winter of snowballs,
which is simply a packing problem leading to the emergence
of a giant snowman. Many mittens patting, the neighborhood
children all accounted for. Soon, there are three mounds
so big they dwarf life lived around family fire. Take care of
my hat, says one father, surrendering it. Would the children
recall watching an owl dig plunge-holes inside each snowball?
The future lived in every swivel of the owl’s head; bobbing,
swaying, clapping wings, it zigzagged up through the snowman,
filling the father’s hat with its own head, crowning itself.
wow!
You always get such wonderful pictures, Meg! Just looking at it makes me feel creative!
What are the word-count parameters on this one? I love the picture you chose!