More Pretty

Walking towards the entrance to the Natatorium 

late Tuesday afternoon, a crystal glimmer caught my eye.

I turned to see twigs covered in icy bangles.

The warm air, vented from inside the pool,

 had condensed on the ground cover, 

enveloping the twigs and remaining leaves 

in sequin gowns. Little sweaters, really, to protect 

them from the chilly air.