frozen beauty

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Prairie hoarfrost reveals itself in the early midwinter morning while driving into the foreverness of a hazy, horizonless landscape in Nobles County, Minnesota.

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So still and otherworldly, the lacy ice crystals heavily limn the edges of each leaf and twig.

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Scattering the light, nearly as fleeting as the winter solstice hours, the frost this day lingers beyond the expected.

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Ghostly glimmering, so ethereal; a photographer’s dream. Impossible to take a disappointing shot, with enough captures to exhaust a memory card.

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“Winter is the time for comfort—it is the time for home.” Edith Sitwell

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The sharp air is saturated with chilling moisture, while every surface is even colder, transforming the morning dew into interlocking feathers of ice. Drop by drop, softly icy, crystal clear.

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“…the cold hoarfrost stuck to our faces like down. And the stars seemed to run toward us along the branches: they would flash, and go out again, --just as though the sky were walking round and round.” Leo Tolstoy, from a children’s fable.

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Vives Annos! Cheers for an extraordinarily good new year.