AWAKENING TO A MORNING of hoarfrost equates entering an enchanting, iced world of spectacular winter beauty.
Sharp ice crystals snuggle barren tree branches.
The world, uncolored, lies naked and exposed.
Dainty frost trims railings in bridal white lace.
Even though this is morning, the dreary, grey sky speaks of evening, of Robert Frost stopping by the woods.
© Copyright 2010 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
(I shot these hoarfrost images earlier this week at my Faribault home.)
Minnesota Prairie Roots 
Very beautiful Audrey, there is a certain simple yet intricate beauty to the frost. It seemed like it hung on around the St. Cloud area for almost two days last week…so haunting.
Wish I would have taken some pictures, yours are wonderful, beautiful post.
take care
Greg
Thank you, Greg. The enchanting world created by the hoarfrost reminds me of the quiet, winter world you created in your book, Still: A Winter’s Journey. Readers, watch for my review of Greg Budig’s book soon, right here on Minnesota Prairie Roots. Through his writing and illustrations, Greg creates a magical winter setting.
Greg has another book in print, I Hear the Wind. A native of Morris, on the western Minnesota prairie, Greg truly knows his subjects.