When I was growing up, we had a crystal chandelier in the living room. Every couple of years, we would get up on a ladder with vinegar water and rags and clean every facet of every crystal. The whole thing would sparkle and the little rainbows on the walls would seem brighter, more vibrant, grateful for the cleansing.
This morning Mother Winter stepped out in ice crystals so beautiful they stopped traffic and turned heads. Time slowed down in wonder. As the sun glistened off the ice drops on the treetops, tiny rainbows winked on and off.
This photo mandala celebrates memories of chandeliers and rainbows from childhood and chandeliers more magical and mystical in treetops.
This morning Mother Winter stepped out in ice crystals so beautiful they stopped traffic and turned heads. Time slowed down in wonder. As the sun glistened off the ice drops on the treetops, tiny rainbows winked on and off.
This photo mandala celebrates memories of chandeliers and rainbows from childhood and chandeliers more magical and mystical in treetops.
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