She was tired of nobody listening, so she built a space for the wind. She marked out the perimeter with words: for the listener, who listens in the snow. In between each word she drove a long white pole into the earth. She took a reel of almost invisible wire; then gathered together the pigeons huddled beneath the bare pear-tree, the snowman with his carrot and coal, the barn owl dreaming of night time, and the girl who wanted to fly, and together they spun an almost invisible pattern, high above the white ground. When they were done, she spread out a coat made from fine grey fleece, and they lay on their backs and listened as the wind began to play.
Inspired by responses to the question What would feature in your perfect Winter Garden?