We had a serious frost this morning. Last night I looked longingly (in the comfort of my warm Southern home) at the pictures of a Canadian blogger friend's yard and thigh high snow. Maybe it is the memories of my childhood to the north that makes snow so - um, magical. Or maybe it is because I no longer have to drive in it. Or maybe it is because snow always meant NO School down here on the Shore... I don't know. Maybe it is the way it changes the scenery, eliminating the dirt, fallen leaves, dead grass and weeds... instant yard clean up! Anyway, we are about to have a cold spell. And the frost this morning at 28 degrees was also beautiful. The BeautyBerry Bush, Buddha and prayer flags in the early morning sun.... The sun had been up not quite an hour and was rapidly burning up the frost. So I had to grab the camera and try to capture a bit of the magic of the frosty morning.
Frost on the Beauty Berry Bush and an azalea.