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Frosty morning

January 20, 2012

I love mornings when you open the bedroom curtains for that first bleary look at the world, and see that the landscape has been transformed through the ‘secret ministry‘ of frost. (That link, by the way, will take you to the source of the quote, Coleridge’s utterly beautiful ‘Frost at Midnight’.)

The dull darkness of fields and woods has become a wonderland of pale pastels, as delicate as a stage backdrop for the Sugar Plum Fairy – although here are swans on the icy lochan, looking so elegant in their silvered setting that perhaps this is more Swan Lake than The Nutcracker.

 

Outside after breakfast, I find the sun still low in the branches. The fronds of yew are rimed with frost, and even the tallest lime trees are white as breath on the cold air.

Every twig, every blade of grass, has a sugar coating this morning.

 

 

 

 

Frost flatter old and young alike. The poor ruined deodar wears a gauzy veil of white over its wounds,

while a variegated holly, only recently planted and still just a tiny shrub, looks worthy of a Christmas card in its crystalline prettiness.

 

 

The temperature is only a couple of degrees below zero (Celsius) however. As the sun creeps up across the sky, the frost melts from the trees, remaining only at ground level. I walk back across the pale fields to the house, filled with peace bestowed by the fleeting beauty of the morning.

 

You might enjoy the details of frosted landscape in Sunlit details, Frost and November riches: silver and gold.

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15 Comments leave one →
  1. Toffeeapple permalink
    January 20, 2012 7:00 pm

    Glorious, natural beauty, thank you for bringing it into my world.

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      January 20, 2012 7:14 pm

      It’s a pleasure, as always.

  2. January 20, 2012 7:12 pm

    Absolutely beautiful, DB, especially the frost-tipped holly. We had some similar still and frosty mornings earlier in the week, but are now back to the rain and wind. Sigh…

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      January 20, 2012 7:15 pm

      We have a little snow now, but the frost has gone. You have to savour it while it’s here, don’t you?

  3. January 20, 2012 8:50 pm

    The holly looks like next year’s Christmas card.

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      January 20, 2012 10:06 pm

      Damn, you got me. 😉

  4. January 21, 2012 12:53 am

    Some of the frosty scenes do look like ballet sets. The deodar almost looks like a bride with a veil. love the pictures

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      January 23, 2012 11:14 pm

      I love your image of a bridal veil. Poor old tree, it deserves some prettiness.

  5. January 23, 2012 1:46 am

    Sheer magic. I am thinking you live in some other world of my mother’s imagination. Just beautiful

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      January 23, 2012 11:15 pm

      Hello Jeannette, thank you for taking the time to write and for your kind comments. I am intrigued: I have never knowingly lived in someone’s mother’s imagination before! What a fine mind your mother must have! 😉

  6. January 23, 2012 7:30 pm

    Absolutely gorgeous! Especially the Holly!

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      January 23, 2012 11:16 pm

      Thanks, Melissa. Those ice crystals on the holly look mouth-watering, I think – cool and refreshing on the tongue. Or is that just me…

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