First Ice
Most every morning I go out and take a walk around the house.
There's a sciff of ice forming along the lake shore, it's covered with a dusting of last night's snow.
The crows fly over, and that's what I'm inspired to carve, a flying crow. (This was a few days ago.) Click on photos to enlarge.
High gloss finish for easy dusting.
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