catherines confessions

I is for ice. For those who wonder why I went to the freezer to fetch some ice cubes, rather than to just go outside and point my camera in any direction at all to find an image of ice: I was just too tired. I have not been well for a week and even though I am getting better, I have my limits. Sorry. Maybe next week's letter "J" will be better. Happy abc-Wednesday! Anna For more abc-Wednesday-H-posts please click here . For more "ice-words on Jenny Matlock's Alphabe-Thursday click here. First Commenter: Duni of Lovely Purses

H is for heart(s). This is is my son, Erik's ice-sculpture with paper hearts frozen inside. Here is Erik himself in his snow-cave that he dug out himself. Here are heart-patterned pants, belonging to my five-year-old daughter, Elisabet. For more abc-Wednesday-H-posts please click here . Happy abc-Wednesday! Anna First Commenter: Sylvia K.