The other morning, we awoke to the most beautiful sight... the hoar frost was thickly layered over every little twig and leftover leaf and fall berry still left on the branches, with the sunrise, bright and warm, highlighting every tree into a surreal architectural sculpture. I quickly grabbed my camera off the windowsill and started snapping pictures before the warmth of the sunlight melted the ice and morphed the scene into a different landscape. I've only seen a handful of mornings like this one, and consider myself really blessed to have experienced this beauty again along the river at the new house. The frost on the trees was short-lived that morning; and the sunrise on the frost, only 'just right' for about 15 minutes.... I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
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