Date: 2008-02-20 11:25 Subject: Winter morning Security: Public Tags: frost, seasons, winter

Last night, we went to bed with the house surrounded by thick fog.

This morning, it had all gone, to be replaced by thick frost coating everything: the trees, the grass, the houses, the ground.

Maya and I took a walk down to the valley where the frost was thickest. Every twig of every tree was coated in centimetre-long crystals of frost, like a thousand fragile white needles. In the warm morning sunlight, the crystals rained down upon us, like a snow shower.

Looking out over the valley and the fields was the most perfectly wintry view I've seen all year.

We had no batteries for the camera, so I can't show you photos, only words.

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