At first I thought it had snowed . . .
A closer look told me it was rime ice -- frozen fog -- turning the world beyond the window into a fairyland . . .
Everything had been transformed and I dashed about in my nightshirt and bedroom slippers to get pictures before the sun broke through the clouds and undid the magic spell . . .
I was charmed by the tiny hairs that formed on the rose leaves in a sheltered corner . . .
Frosting on the evergreens . . .
And the crabapple . . .
The azalea leaves look furry . . .
As it turned out, I could have taken the time to dress and not run around bare-legged in the chilly morning air . . .
The fog hid the sun and the rime ice persisted till a little after noon.
Wikipedia has more than you might have imagined possible on the subject of rime ice HERE and hoar frost (a different thing altogether) THERE.
5 comments:
So beautiful! I always thought hoar frost and rime ice were just different names for the same weather phenomenon. Thank you for the links!
It looks lovely, although I can't imagine running around in my nightshirt and slippers to shoot it! I don't deal at all well with the cold weather in my older age, I would have had to bundle up.
Wow, it looks magical and you've captured it beautifully Vicki. I've never heard of rime ice.
Sam
That kind of frost is so photogenic, and you have done a good job with it.
Vicki, I have lead a sheltered life. Until now, I did not know of rime frost. Thank you very, very much for introducing me to its beauty. I will be returning to check the Wiki link.
Bravo for the nightshirt/slipper duty call.
xo
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