Hoar Frost

                                                                                 

                                                                           

   

Hoarfrost

The day began with beautiful hoarfrost everywhere and it only got better--the day, that is. The hoarfrost quickly melted. But the news from Congress lifted my heart. 

There must be truth and consequences before there can be reconciliation. 

Winter Collage

From the icicles at every window that make me feel like a prisoner of the White Witch to the hoar frost on the distant trees, Winter keeps finding new ways to arrange ice crystals.

Our basement windows yesterday were etched with the most beautiful frost patterns . . .









I imagine them as fabric in various colorways -- Rain Forest; Deep Sea; Chiaroscuro; and (Meshach, Shadrach, and Abednego) In the Fiery Furnace.







These days, fun is where you find it.