HOAR-FROST
        During winter’s cold reign, hoar frost brings to my mind pictures of great exquisite beauty. When the morning sun rises and all the earth sparkles, it is breathtaking. For every mundane thing is transformed into a thing of great beauty, a signpost, an abandoned soda can, a broken fence or telephone wires, take on a new appearance.
        Natures little treasures, like dead leaves, pine cones, bull rushes, tall dried grasses, and rocks change into valuable jewels, just by the harsh touch of the delicate hoar frost. It is as though some great artisan has made a perfect tapestry of white and silver. Then worked so it changes shades at the setting of a red sun. Look closely, observe the handiwork and marvel at the loveliness of winter.