At last the ground was frozen this morning. Crisp crunchy sounds with every step and a feast of tiny crystal flakes of different shapes and sizes popped up here, there and everywhere.
Frost, at last
Pardon my Franglais
Random thoughts and photos from a French incomer
We had a little frost yesterday and a little more this morning. Always torn between its beauty and its destructive power.
Esther Montgomery
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