Frosty Morning at Little Piney

Frosty Morning at Little Piney

Sunday morning I awoke to the sound of hundreds of Robins and the sight of a frosty earth.   Flashing red in the sun, the Robins flew from the woods in groups of 20-25 and perched in bare elms among Cedar Waxwings, Chipping Sparrows, and Cardinals.

Robins

 

Mist on Dragonfly Pond

I threw on a warm coat, stuffed extra lenses in my pockets, and headed out with my camera to photograph a sparkling Little Piney in the clear morning light.  I’m thankful that I visited Dragonfly Pond first.  If I had chosen a different path, I would have  missed the sun rays divided by the pines and the rising mist, all reflected in the dark mirror of still water.

Frost and Frost Weed

A young deer and I surprised each other on the way back toward the lake.

I looked for the Frost Weed, Verbena virginica, and found it under the pine trees.  When frozen, Frost Weed produces tiny ice sculptures as the moisture seeps out of its stems.

The frost disappeared quickly in the morning sun.

As always, I am in awe of the ever-changing presentation of the Earth, so surprising, so transient, there for us to experience in every ordinary or extraordinary moment.