January

Some people think glitter is the herpes of craft supplies. It gets everywhere. Today, this morning actually, it was in the snow. In the ice. Under the sun, shining it's little heart out for all the world to see. Like a thousand grains of tinsel shredded up and sprinkled over the frosty train tracks.

This delighted me because 1. It was pretty, and 2. This confirms what I have suspected all these years: Mother nature has a serious sparkle tooth.