Jack Frost has been here.
Monday 1 December 2008
A visit from Jack Frost
CAN YOU HEAR IT? A tinkling crackity-crickity peppering all over the hills. It sounds like the breaking of a thousand tiny glasses under a thousand tiny boots. The ground is hard as stone and walking on the earth sounds like my feet are knocking on a wooden door that leads to Underground. All of nature is iced in mid sway and crowned with winter jewels rarer than diamonds. A low sun scatters fractals of beauty between the tips of grass blades and the furthest reaches of my eyelashes.
Jack Frost has been here.
Jack Frost has been here.
Feeling very town bound at the moment, so it was good to gasp at the beautiful chill of your shots. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteOoo! We too have had a week of stunning crisp blue-sky frosty mornings here. But being practically on the beach means we never get hoarfrost like this! I am envious. I will never forget the first time I saw it in the mid-lands and I was completely incredulous at the pure beauty of it!
ReplyDeleteIsn't nature something else!!!
Here, the sun has not yet risen, and maybe it won't, as it is snowing . . .
ReplyDeleteI miss those breath-catching cold days of your wonderful photos, though.
So beautiful..and so bloomin' cold!!x
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful words Rima to go with your beautiful photographs.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, I just love old Jack Frost!
ReplyDeleteI love the art of Jack Frost. So far he really hasn't visited. He must be getting closer though. My breath can be seen in the cold night air.
ReplyDeleteBRRRR, crispy and crunchy.
ReplyDeleteo! so very beautiful. i wish i were standing on a hill there, listening to the wind, to the silence. to my heart. ox
ReplyDeleteI wonder if those sheep have cold feet!
ReplyDeleteStunning pictures and beautiful writing Rima, you look really warmly wrapped in your new photograph, I envy your views of the hills!! I'm so glad you are feeling recovered from your bout of the flu.
ReplyDeleteHugs.
I just knew you would have beautiful photos. I love them so - thanks for posting them.
ReplyDelete"All of nature is iced in mid sway and crowned with winter jewels rarer than diamonds."
ReplyDeleteAre you kidding me with your gifts?! Your descriptions read like poetry and the finest story prose.
Wow, what beautiful pictures. Will you be warm enough in your moving home, when the time comes? I hope you have plenty of warm woolies (I sound like my Mother now!)
ReplyDeleteKim x
beautifully said, even the cold shivers are delicious :O lol
ReplyDeleteI can feel the cold air in my lungs just from the pictures. Bundle up!
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful photos Rima ... they capture the beauty of a frosty morning so well ... brrrrrrrrr ...
ReplyDelete-Gail X
stunning photos and such beautiful words too, we have had Jack Frost but not with such depth.
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Oh Rima how beautiful and magical!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written. I have never seen such frost!. They photos are amazing.In the city in South Australia I have never experienced frost like that.I'd love to step into those photos!
ReplyDeleteHow stunning the north can be in winter! Thank you for sharing those photos!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd your delightful, onomatopoetic description of the sights - magical!
"It sounds like the breaking of a thousand tiny glasses under a thousand tiny boots. ...crowned with winter jewels rarer than diamonds." GORGEOUS WORDS!!!
Meanwhile: Wow, thanks for taking the time - in this whirlwind time before your departure - to stop by my wee blog. And, how nice of you to stop over at Marc Hanson's blog, too! Yes, his paintings are wonderful - I especially like his recent "color study" of the moon rising over the wooded opening of the water.
Glad you enjoyed the music.
Solveg
I have always thought fields to be the perfect canvas for the magical art of Jack Frost. Frosted grasses really are a dazzling display of sparkly wonderment.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos of the hoarfrost! Gads, putting fence posts in the winter.
ReplyDeleteThese are truely beautiful images Lady R. I am homesick for my little corner of the Uk now! I miss cold winters, so very much.
ReplyDeleteThankyou.
From the looks of your wonderful photos, we have very similar weather! Twas a chilly 5F this morning with frost painting the earth. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful photographs! I should post my photos of our Norfolk snow, but I don't think they do it justice. Wintery blessings to you both.
ReplyDeleteI truly can hear it..........
ReplyDeleteWhat a remarkably beautiful blog. This is just stunning!
ReplyDeleteSo painfully and achingly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteMagic pictures and magic words.
We've had some very frosty mornings here and all the nights are below freezing now. My son and I admired some fine frost feathers on a concrete path the other day. Now I can finally sing "Earth stood hard as iron / Water like a stone" and not feel silly!
ReplyDeleteOh Rima *brrrrr* I love the images of Jack Frost's visit! Would you believe it will free tonight here in Florida even? I hope to see a bit of rare frost myself! But I imagine you will also see snow soon!?
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos...how i wish i was there too...
ReplyDeleteYep, definitely Stone Season again. Everything as cold and hard as stone. Just you and young Tui keep warm, that's all! This is duvet weather fer sure. I am thinking of hibernating myself.
ReplyDeleteI love the ice feathers on car windows... admittedly it's not my car so that may be why I can enjoy them!! Take care both of you and be safe and well.
Beautiful Photos. This scenery resembles ours here in New Mexico, USA.
ReplyDeleteRima, you've been tagged for an award (it's your own fault for being fab!) so do come by and have a look.
ReplyDeletelovely frosty pics. I really love your blog- have been following it since you left comments on mine! i especially like your clocks ;)
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