Weekly Photo Challenge: Between – 3

Between Frost and a Hard Place

I am not sure what this phenomenon is called, but it is winter weather and it is beautiful.

The nearest I can describe it is that a heavy frost was forming on a breezy morning and the results were that the frost formed only on the sides of slender things, such as twigs and wires.

frosted bush
Frosted Bush, sorry the file is huge. I took this long ago when I knew not what I was doing.

Except that actually, it was a sort of foggy morning, so perhaps the fog was freezing on the sides of things, in gorgeous crystals that extended like pennants from twigs. I don’t know.

Some of you northerners help me out, here.

Anyway, I have a photo; it happened.

Then when the breeze picked up enough to sway branches, the frost began falling off, tinkling like the tiniest bells, falling over the ground in glittery shards in the sunlight.

It was a most awesome morning.

I’ll never forget it.

Published by Katharine

Katharine is a writer, speaker, women's counselor, and professional mom. Happily married over 50 years to the same gorgeous guy. She loves cooking amazing homegrown food, celebrating grandbabies, her golden-egg-laying hennies, and watching old movies with popcorn. Her writing appears at Medium, Arkansas Women Bloggers, Contently, The Testimony Train, Taste Arkansas, Only in Arkansas, and in several professional magazines and one anthology.

15 thoughts on “Weekly Photo Challenge: Between – 3

  1. Wonderful! I can almost hear it! I’ve been out of the Midwest for 4 years now – 3 on the coast and 1 in Texas. I think I’ll always miss snow and winter. I’d like one month of it a year! 🙂
    I’ll just enjoy yours!

  2. It’s the beauty and splendor of a loving God Who gives us weird and wonderful things like this. Sometimes, not knowing how it works makes it all that more inspiring and enjoyable. Grab a cup of cocoa or some rich, dark coffee and be mesmerized by God’s sound and light show!

    1. Ooh, I grabbed my camera first! And then, by the time the wind and sun got going and I came inside, my coffee was cold. I am ready for some right now, though, so I’ll make more and kick back and enjoy the memories! Thanks for stopping by! Been missing you but know you’ve been busy!

    1. It only looks cold, but really, although you grab a jacket when it plummets to 70 degrees ;-), frost happens when the air is barely cold enough for freezing. So for us, it’s finally necessary to grab that jacket. 😀 (That is, especially if you need to keep camera batteries warm. Ha!)
      Thanks for stopping by, Claudia! Stay warm this winter!

  3. Not sure when you captured this icy beauty. Was it 2 or 3 winters ago? I remember visiting northern Arkansas early spring, before trees had leafed out. Branches and whole trees were bent over like they were exercising and stretching for their toes. The owner of the country cabin we stayed at said there had been a terrible ice storm in Arkansas that winter. I love snow and ice when I am not driving.

    1. Hey, Anna! You know, I’m not sure, either, but this frost was weightless. What kills the trees is freezing rain, which we also call an ice storm. That’s when it is raining and maybe sleeting some, but the weather is cold enough for it to stick to the trees. That is what weighs them down.
      You know, either of us, or even both of us could sit on the branch of some trees without doing one bit of damage, but when the ice comes, it can snap those limbs off like they were toothpicks. What must it weigh?! The sound is just like a war movie. And the sights the next morning are quite similar, too. We’ve had several of those in the past few years. I often say, “We live where the weather changes its mind. All the hem-hawing goes on right over our heads!” ha.
      I know I took this shot when my camera was new, so I think it was about 5 years ago or more. This was beautiful and strange, but not dangerous at all. Fun to have it falling into your hair like pixie dust or something. 😉

  4. What a gorgeous photo! Makes me miss the midwest winters of my college years; well not really. That bone crunching cold wore holes in me.

    Beautiful shot!

    Happy new year,


    1. Hello, Jen! I like the cold. I love Frost’s poem “Fire and Ice”. I like mild frostbite and hot cocoa to go with it. I miss cold feet during church in a drafty old building with all the heat snuggled in that lofty old ceiling. I like sleeping in a frost-crusted bedroom under a great quilt (or three) and skipping as light-footed as possible to the downstairs and breakfast. Can’t help it. 🙂

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