We had our first deep frost of the season yesterday morning. Temperatures fell below freezing as the sky cleared. There was also a full moon which looked spectacular, glowing yellow behind the branches as I looked out of the window.
I had time to take a couple of photographs of leaves on my walk into work. This one – which was lying on the pavement (sidewalk) looked so pretty. I was in too much of a rush to get into work on time to take any more photographs, which was a pity as roof tops and paths, and trees and other plants looked so pretty with their glittering coating of sparkly ice.
It feels rather perverse to be so pleased to see icy weather but – as well as offering some interesting photo opportunities – there seems to be something in the British psyche which welcomes ‘proper’ cold weather in Winter; the sort of Winters we used to have before the mild grey ones took over.
I spoke to many people yesterday and most were happy to be greeted with the cold bright day. There were also many more people out walking locally, enjoying the bracing – but very bright – weather.