The just-in-case postPosted: December 5, 2011
I should be home, but you never know how these things will go. I am a strong believer in having a back-up plan. A just-in-case. Not that life always gives us time for such arrangements. There are times when we have to fly by the seat of our pants. And times when we prefer it that way.
For this post, we won’t need a just-in-case because it is a just-in-case. We will have to time-travel a little. Not too far back. Just to Saturday morning when Mother Nature covered the landscape here in the Bogs with hoar frost.
The magic that happens when sunlight and frost get together in the early morning is one of many reasons I like the cold months of the year.
I do understand not liking the cold. I realize that there are some bodies that can’t handle chilly temperatures. Sometimes we’re born that way. Sometimes age, a medical condition, or a medication can make us more susceptible to the cold.
I feel incredibly lucky that the cold doesn’t bother me in any extreme ways. I find it difficult at first, especially after going through a period of mild temperatures and sunny day, but eventually I acclimate. Oddly enough, that doesn’t happen to me during the summer months. I rarely adjust well to extremes in heat and humidity. They don’t even have to be extremes. Pretty much anything over 72 degrees (F) is hot to me.
Photography helps me deal with weather highs and lows, too. Once I start looking at my surroundings through the viewfinder, I hardly feel the cold of winter or the heat of summer. Hours go by in a contradictory way. It feels slow to me when I’m out there, almost stopped. However, I come back in to find it flew by and half the morning (or afternoon) is gone.
The flowers of winter, it seems to be me, are almost as beautiful as the flowers of spring. Granted, they are not as colorful. At least not in the usual ways. If you look closely, though, you’ll find colors. If not in the frost and flowers, then in the background twinkling of lights that occurs on frosty mornings.
Hoar frost occurs on those clear, cold nights when the heat escapes from the earth to play in the sky for a while, and objects on the ground become colder than the surrounding air. Sometimes the ice crystals that form are long and feathery.
The best places to find the thicker patches of frost here at Breezy Acres are in the meadows to the south and west of the pond, especially those closest to the pond.
There will be more photos from this series in my posts this week. I came back from my Saturday morning stroll with a lot of images. Something happened with the light while I was out there. I think you’ll like it.
You’ll have to stay tuned to see what occurred. I want to bring you the photos almost in the order in which they were taken so you can experience the morning almost the same way I did. The camera, any camera, has its limitations and can’t quite capture it the way I saw it. At least you won’t have to brave the cold, though. 🙂