With the weather getting slightly chillier, but not by much, we haven’t seen a great deal of frost about, certainly no sign of that mighty frigid roarer; the
hoarfrost, so until that
Polar Vortex comes barging it’s way over here, I dug out a few frosty snaps to tide me over.
These were taken in the grounds of
Minster Lovell Hall last winter. Which is just as well, as the site is flooded at the moment, thanks in no small part to the adamant desire of the rain recently, to place as much of the country under a couple of feet of murky water as possible.
They were taken first thing in the morning, while the sun was just bobbing up over the horizon, and before it could start to nibble away at the delicate, frosty tendrils that incrusted every surface, and simmer away the delicate mist hanging amongst the trees.
And while processing them afterwards, I thought they lent themselves to rather well to a sepia glow, so that is what they got.
Fingers crossed for some of that polar fury to blow this way…
