morning sun
through feathered cold
how night lingers on the window
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
morning sun
through feathered cold
how night lingers on the window
A remarkable image. So pleasant on the eye. Sheer beauty. It’s images like these that make you realise that nature is the artist among artists.
She is indeed!
Si interesting and abstract. At first I thought it was a print of Zamia palm leaves. Living in a sub tropical area I don’t have the please of viewing frost on windows.
Thanks for introducing me to the Zamia palm Maureen!
Mesmerizing.
🙂
It’s easy to imagine flowers among ferns.
Yes! And Maureen saw Zamia palm leaves!
This is incredibly beautiful!
Exquisite tracery!
Extraordinary!
Makes me think of Dr.Zhivago, the windowpanes of their Siberian hideaway frosted similarly.
Bravo winter!
Paz
Thanks Pax
Exquisite!
Memories of a British childhood. All our single panel windows were like that on many mornings. The relatively high humidity helps. Double or triple paned windows brought the traceries to an end!
AH, the beauty of drafty window…🙂
Such garden art of icy manifestation….If only one might keep this..and yet the temporal nature gives it more value and beauty, I think
WOW!
This is fantastic – I have never seen ice produce such a beautiful scene on glass.
Thanks Lizzy. One of winter’s special gifts.
I could spend days on end gazing at this! Beauty!
Love it! I have taken photos of frost too! I love the patterns.