Many times nature has a way of blowing our minds and reminding us who is the real artist. Just as we are ready to curse the frigid cold air stinging our exposed skin it is as if the person upstairs waves a wand in our direction and makes us stop and see something he has created.
The other morning my entire car was covered in a thin layer of frost that looked like an intricate tapestry. Instead of reaching for the ice scraper I went back inside to grab the camera and 105mm Macro lens. A little challenging to photograph, I felt like I was documenting someone else’s drawing or artwork.
Later I researched that “Fern Frost,” as it is called, is not that uncommon and is formed when the right amount of moisture passes along a very cold surface like metal or glass. Yet another reason to love winter.