IMG_4049Today I went out before sunrise, frost in the windows and fog curling around the trees. The frozen world was awash with icy greens and blues. The earth gave a satisfying crunch with each step as scurries of tiny winter birds chirped in the ever harder to find hiding places. The sky opened with sharp orange rays through the trees as the sun rose, and cotton candy pink swirls rose from the lake. We’ll be trimming all month long with crystal and glass and glitter, but outside, as the sun melted every chard of frost, it was good to remember where it all comes from: frost flower ornaments as delicate and ephemeral as a glance. IMG_4050IMG_4051IMG_4053IMG_4052IMG_4054IMG_4055IMG_4056IMG_4057IMG_4059

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