Hello dear readers,
Winter has hit us with a bang and we have what is called a Hoar Frost, this is a frost on steroids where crystalline frost forms on vegetation and forms beautiful shards of ice and icicles to make such a beauty of nature, I could look at it all day, as we drove to do some shopping it was like being in a proper winter wonderland, pure white for as far as you could see and oh so magical as if nature was preserving the old year in time and dressing it perfectly to welcome the new dawn,
This was our red robin shrubs with just a touch of frost all around the edges of the leaves,
Hoar-Frost
In the cloud-grey mornings
I heard the herons flying;
And when I came into my garden,
My silken outer-garment
Trailed over withered leaves.
A dried leaf crumbles at a touch,
But I have seen many Autumns
With herons blowing like smoke
Across the sky.
I heard the herons flying;
And when I came into my garden,
My silken outer-garment
Trailed over withered leaves.
A dried leaf crumbles at a touch,
But I have seen many Autumns
With herons blowing like smoke
Across the sky.
The little chapel is just out of the back of our garden
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This is to the side of the chapel where the village children play, it was too cold for the today
This is our tap outside which had been drained, I do hope it will be ok,
I haven't seen icicles for a few years,
Where does the poor spider go when this happens, maybe he is very hardy and can walk on ice
Last summers flower heads, left on to protect the plant from such cold but given a last blast of beauty,
This ornamental grass frozen in time, will it ever be able to get back to its glory ever again, Nature is such a beautiful thing but I think so much more so in the rural countryside.
Cobwebs on the gazebo made even more beautiful, the crystals allow you to see how amazing they are.
Well dear readers it is the end of 2016 and I have opened the back door to let it go and opened the front door to let 2017 in, all that remains is to say
Good Health and Happiness to you all
