NaNoWriMo Day 18: The Dance
There’s something about the way the white hare dances in the snow covered field in the middle of the night. She dances with boundless energy under the moon. There’s joy in that dance that eases the worries and fears of deep winter; the fears of the cold, the scarcity of food, and the predator that hunts.
If you’re lucky enough to see her dance in the light of a full winter moon, freeze! Don’t move; don’t scare her away. Watch closely as she dances to honour winter and remind the world that spring is coming.