glacier

ice on the march eerie silence understood unstoppable force

and just to express my relief and happiness,
a different sort of ice:
figure skating :

regained perfection in an imperfect world yuzuru hanyu stellar bauble a glittery ornament in the skating sky

Plus another beastie from the garden

"Look how beautiful I am! My black coat with its red spots. Don't fret: I'm only nibbling a few seeds of the Mullein. There'll be enough left to fill your meadow ten times over." bold red spots nibbling on the Mullein seeds hibernation soon

Written for a prompt at CarpeDiem