The First Frost
Despite the damage frost can do to our gardens I absolutely adore those little icy flakes of crystals, everything looks so pretty and magical with a little sparkle don’t you think?
This week we saw our first frost, it almost made me miss the long school runs.
Despite the rather blurgh weather we’ve had lately there was still a lovely carpet of autumnal leaves on the ground, and not the rotting slushy ones either, but those nice crispy, crunchy ones.
Oh how I shall miss these once they’ve all blown away.
There were berries everywhere.
We saw the most gorgeous purple berries, but hubs gave me the “woman, we are not crossing the road to take photos of a bush in someone else's garden, now get up off the floor, you’ve already taken a dozen photos of that leaf” look, trust me, it looked amazing. The bush, not hubbys glare.
Amongst all the colourful berries was the odd flower clinging on ardently to life.
The roses seem the most determined to hang around.
There was even a rather confused daisy or two making an appearance.
The most forlorn dandelion I ever did see…
I’m always amazed by the contrasts we see in nature, be it within a single leaf…
…or between the living and dead.
But what amazed me most as we walked about, was how the delicate ice crystals made even the most mundane looking leaf beautiful.
Of course the silly ol’ sun made an appearance and soon enough the sparkles were melted away to leave behind nothing but a chill in the air and crunchy leaves under foot.