Magical changes

We’ve had some really cold days recently with heavy frosts, and when I went out one afternoon at 3 o’clock there was still hoar frost in patches where the sun hadn’t reached earlier in the day. It was so cold whenever I took my gloves off to take pictures I was in a hurry to get them back on again. The frost can do amazing, magical things. Some of the gravestones in the cemetery were covered with crystalline frost that looked like frozen coral. No rabbits to be seen, perhaps because I walked down beside the hedgerow and made too much noise crunching over crisp frozen grass and hard frozen mud. It’s a good feeling, the sound and sensation of walking on frozen mud, on top of footprints of dog and rabbit and human.


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