With all of this warm weather we’ve been having, the snow has been rather soft.
And so, while walking through my backyard looking around for photo possibilities, I fell right through it. Incredibly, I managed to fall without dropping my camera in the snow.
As I was getting up, I looked down and noticed these little frozen bubbles by my feet.
I crouched low and managed a few shots before the dogs tore through them and sent them flying.
Another January rainfall. Another frozen landscape.
Before it melted away with the unseasonably warm sun, I managed a few shots.
These berries and branches, with their glassy layer, caught my eye. In their shaded area below the larger trees, the ice held on long enough for me to capture a few photos.
Freezing rain is the last thing I want to see in the winter.
I dread the roads, fear the driveway, and curse the icy layer on the car.
But I can’t help myself: It is pretty. So I brave the backyard and head out with my camera. The world is layered in glass.
Treacherous, yet stunningly beautiful.
When I walked by my patio doors, I noticed an interesting image on the glass: The frost is patterned in such a way that it appears to be snowing.
Frost-flakes are falling from a frost cloud.