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II YouTube II Instagram II Print Shop IISometimes gifts arrive in the harshest surroundings.The walls close in quickly when we’re down on our luck, when we think no one hears us, when we’ve run out of energy…But sometimes, at that end-of-the-road moment a glimmer appears.When I wander out into the coldest winter days it truly appears as if nothing is alive outdoors. Nothing.My breath hangs in the air like it has nowhere to go. My boots squeak in protest as they make contact with the snow. It’s a frozen lifeless desert.

Then I’ll hear the faint chirp of a chickadee.How can that tiny feathered thing, smaller than the palm of my hand be out here in this harsh nothingness? Yes, I know the scientific explanation but it’s not the science I’m looking at.I’m wrapped head to toe in winter protection and this fey thing is covered in nothing but feathers, battling a fierce wind with no food source in sight. It gives me hope that the impossible is not always what it seems.Take these impossible-to-believe frozen bubbles.I’m so happy to have discovered them a few years ago. Every time I make one it’s like reaffirming the possibility of miracles.From this indistinct soapy mixture and just one breath I can create something that really shouldn’t be able to exist at all. I mean, come on, ice crystals forming on the outside of a super fragile, mostly water sphere? Impossible. Yet it’s not.On this particular day when our winter was not quite wintry enough, the bubbles froze more slowly than usual and a strange series of coloured rings formed around the tops. Otherworldly, magical and the perfect ending to the season that tests us all.Thank you, Winter, for all your gifts.You make me believe in the impossible!(all rights reserved leave credits please reblog but not to nsfw 18+) To buy or use online contact me at rosemarydanielis.com -- source link

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