Ribbons and Bows

Winter was aging and getting tired of having to keep everything cold and blowing moisture filled clouds across the sun.  Winter was tired of making sure that every nook and cranny was filled with cold air and so you can imagine how irritating having to deal with an errant daughter can be.


Winter's daughter was bored, as young energetic daughters moving through that passionate time of life can be.  She was flaunting and moaning and she was whining and complaining.  She was tired of wearing white and gray and she wanted something to dress up her shiny brown hair.  She wanted to look like she was ready to pirouette with the frozen rain drops.  Winter shewed her outside.  Then, by chance, down near the river, Winter's daughter found these red ribbons with bows which she carefully wove through each curly hair strand before running to dance over the wet grasses in the Winter's waning sun.