I went out this morning a little earlier than usual to do the chores - 6:30 AM. I had a mission.
The sky was completely clear. The thermometer read 19 F. I knew it would come, and I wanted to be there when it did.
Armed with camera, I waited for it to arrive. This is what I saw in the interval.
Frosted raspberry leaves
There's nothing so festive as icicles=)
I love where I live!
Frozen tree fort
By this time, my hands were getting frozen. You know that searing, agonizing pain you get just before all feeling flees from your consciousness? Yet I stuck it out.
Yes, I'm crazy.
I wrote a song with my friend one time about that very phenomenon - (frozen fingers and toes, not my mental state;). We'll have to record it and share with you some time. . .
My good puppy Rosie!
And my other good puppy, Leroy! (who hates having her picture taken!)
Milo waiting for his breakfast
Susan the snow-lady - Lilly's handiwork
A cheerful rooster
And then, I took up my position. The time was nigh. Just a few minutes more. . .
A winter sunrise.
God's gift to those who only go out to see it!
The sun's up - I'm going inside to make waffles!
And begin the painful process of defrosting.
Have a joyful Sunday!
"Be glad in the LORD, and rejoice, ye righteous: and shout for joy, all ye that are upright in heart."