The humidity and temperature overnight worked together to deposit a feathery coating of hoar frost over the windward sides of branches and fence wires. Even exposed snow banks were covered in fingernail-sized flakes of frost. The frost disappeared soon after the sunlight strengthened, but it was a great sight while it lasted. I’m not a meteorologist, nor do I play one on TV, so I found this blog helpful in differentiating between hoar frost and rime ice. Enjoy the view.
Some winter mornings the chore routine is a brutally cold experience, something to be pushed through as quickly as possible. But not today. This morning everything was covered by a thick ice coating, transforming each object into a sparkling alternate of itself. There was a little snow under the crust and as long as I stuck to untrodden paths there was enough traction to get around. The only trouble the ice made was in weighing down the polywire fences into droopy catenaries, so I had to go along the fences and lift the saggy sections.
A tree I found in the hedgerow has a gaping hole in it made by an old barbed wire fence. Squirrels have hidden their acorns inside.
from the old apple trees