I am thinking about creating a post, which is why I am here. I want to string letters into words, words into sentences, and sentences into images which float up into your mind.
What I am thinking of writing about, briefly, is the pure white coat of the Ermine. The Ermine is a creature so meticulously well-kept that it stops dead in its tracks if hunters manage to corner it with carefully placed pits of mud. It does this to ensure that its coat remains pristine, whatever the fate of its body and life.