Spark your imagination

The Enchanted one crossed the threshold on the back of a white Spirit bear. He arrived during the last day of the Harvest month as the bell tolled midnight, and has silently been perusing the land for the past three days.

Sprinkling the emerald trees with white glitter, and waving his wand all around he carefully, quietly lit-up the dark night skies, causing them to sparkle whilst we hardly noticed. I know he is here because I see colorful leaves swirl around on the wet earth, and hear ice laden branches crack as they fall in the wind. I know because I feel his frosty breath and smell the pine scent of him.



T Tauri and Hind's Variable Nebula - captured on December 13, 2007*

Slowly, he buttons his cloak and pulls the cowl over his face. His gloved hand feels for the key that hangs around his neck, then he nudges the bear along. Together they forge the way for the winter warriors. 'Soon', he whispers, 'soon'. Then, within the sphere of the enchantment that surrounds him, and before he can turn the key in the Portal, he and the ghost of his Spirit bear slide oft the mountain and fly through the clear, crisp, cold ether.

December has arrived.

*Astrophotography
By Don Goldman
(if you look closely,
you can see the ghost of the Spirit bear)
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