I woke up this morning to the lawn covered in frost. With the fields across the road beckoning, I grabbed my camera and a warm woolly hat and headed out.
Although it was only 8.30, the frost had already begun to melt as the sun hit the trees.
I'm not a regular photographer but even I appreciated the shards of sunlight piercing through the canopy above and landing on the ice and leaves and berries.
And the frost lined leaves.
Walking out into the main park, the normally vibrant green grass had been muted and sparkled.
The individual stalks reminded me of sugared angelica with the ice as the sugar.
The perfect start to a rare day off. Have a wonderful week everyone :)
