“Frost grows on the window glass, forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry.

Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more ammunition.

Now it can build castles and cities and whole ice continents with your breath’s vapor.

In a few blinks you can almost see the winter fairies moving in . . .

But first, you hear the crackle of their wings.”
― Vera NazarianThe Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

A beautiful quote, and a few images, to make you feel better about having to scrape the ice off your car again this morning!