After weeks of mild, wet weather, winter finally gave us a reminder of what she will soon be bringing us with a cold night and a shiny, frosty morning today. It was sad to see the dahlias finally slain but I am hoping the cold will bring the last of the oak leaves down so I can get the autumn clean up finally completed. I just hope it stays dry for a few days so I can get on the soil and cut down perennials and get rid of the last weeds.
Frost spells the beginning of winter but has its own beauty. As the sun moves across the frozen garden like a searchlight it evaporates the icy perfection and the intense beauty is as fleeting as the most delicate spring flower.
Persicaria highlighted by frost
Leaves on the new hornbeam hedge adopt a new beauty
One of the thousands of new aquilegias decided not to wait till next year to bloom – and got a nasty surprise
Low sun sliding across the frosted lawn gives the garden a new look
A humble cabbage sparkles with its skin of ice
A humble, bolted lettuce is transformed from a failure to an ornament by frost
The corrugated leaves of black Tuscan kale exaggerate the frost and seem dipped in sugar like the tastiest doughnut
No more flowers in the rose garden for a few months
I am a freelance Photographer born and raised in the Southeast. I have uprooted my life in Macon Georgia for a new life as an unlikely cowgirl in love with a handsome cowboy in Wyoming. I hope you enjoy my photo journal on life, love, and the spirit of Wyoming.