I went for a wander this morning before the sun made it high enough to shine over the trees in my backyard.
Everything was covered in a heavy frost, tiny intricate icicles clinging to every surface. I looked out over the water and could hear the creaking and cracking of the ice flats shifting as the sun gradually shone upon them.
After the chickens got their food and water I wandered around taking pictures and then played around in PicsArt bringing the resolution up to try and make the photos more interesting. I'm no 
I hope you enjoy this walk around my Slice of Heaven.
frosty rose bush
sumac trees line one area of my yard, their brilliant burgundy berry clusters fuzzy and iced
a clump of old mans beard and a barred rock feather in a patch of ornamental grass that's now dead and brown...
sparkley sideways sumac stick
frozen stream of runoff from a drainage pipe that I put in on one side of my main veggie garden
stump with glistening frost
pretty red rosehip, wrinkled in the cold
Queenie out and about, never shies away from the camera
Broody Dalle doesn't care for my silly business
"What is it now Amy?" Goldie unimpressed as ever.
The chickens seem a little grumpy this morning. They should perk up later today with a high of 3°c forcasted.
"what do you mean spring is over a month away?!"
I hope you enjoyed my walk around today. While I don't really care for the cold I appreciate it's beauty.
Much love,
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