Part of me wants the frost to hold off. Part of me would welcome some frigid temperatures in the parsnip bed so we can start eating them. But mostly I hope the winter cold will save itself for January. This photo was taken a couple of years ago, maybe three. It was early December and we were spending a few days in Hay on Wye, the world capital of second hand books. It was only an hour and half drive from Wenlock and we set off in mild, don’t-need-a-coat weather. By the time we arrived, a heavy Arctic chill had descended on the land. You could have sworn that the Snow Queen had just whisked through the Welsh Marches, or that we’d somehow stepped through one of the wardrobes in Hay’s many vintage shops and pitched up in Narnia. Any too-long exposed flesh tingled painfully, as if one had nicked one’s finger ends and drawn blood. Serial stops for hot chocolate were called for, and it was hard to leave the town’s many welcoming, if steamy cafes, for a trawl around the catacomb-like book stores. Anyway, we survived, and this photo of crisply frozen ferns, captured as we headed home, is a good reminder of that trip. It has its own magic.
Tish Farrell 
There can be so much beauty in winter’s ice a/o snow. Before we moved, I was gifted with the most glorious snow day at the park with not a single person there before me and none while I was there. It was simply glorious and a memory to cherish in the desert. 🙂 (Have to be careful when typing or it would be a memory to cherish in the dessert, a very different thing.) 🙂
janet
Thinking of snow days in the desert – that’s a powerful image, Janet.
And one we’re unlikely to see in this low desert. The high desert might get some sometimes, I would imagine.
That’s fascinating too – high desert snows. They had snow in Saudi Arabia last winter. That was amazing to see on people’s videos.
Lovely idea of strolling through old books. Turning colder here and a little early.
I’ve heard that parts of the US have had a sudden cold spell. Stay warm!
We were talking just yesterday about Jack Frost patterns on our windows in childhood, and getting tongues stuck to them. A fun memory but not one I’m keen to repeat 🙂 🙂
Ooh no! My childhood bedroom used to be SO-OOO cold. But then the frost flowers used to be very beautiful.
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My old dad used to say you need a good freeze up to kill off the bugs….hmm I wonder…
I think there’s a lot to be said for that.
You can imagine what the temp is like down here, can’t you?
Ha! Rub it in, why don’t you. Actually, it’s quite mild here today – just soggy. Am about to squidge across the field to check out the plot.
Oh so very pretty. I really adore this photo 😀
Happy you like this, Cee. Happy weekend!