“…Jack Frost took his paintbrush
as he sailed across the sky
so every morning as the sun comes up
his artwork greets the eye …
… so when you’re in bed sleeping
and outside everything seems faint
just remember at midnight
Jack Frost begins to paint…”
Each winter morning, if I’m lucky, I wake up in our 123 year old home and I am greeted by the intricate and beautiful sketches of Jack Frost.
I. just. LOVE. it.
… Happy Week of Christmas!!!