Frosty morning
I haven't been sleeping well, and one of the things they recommend is going outside early in the morning to reset your body clock. I've been walking round the block in my pyjamas (and winter coat and hat!) as early as possible. This morning it was 9.30, the sun blasting a cold yellow fire from a pale blue sky, minus 4°C and the tall trees haloed every branch and twig in hoar frost. So beautiful.
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We have had more hoar frost this season than any I can remember. I don't know why.
K.
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When I'm on the houseboat trips, which are usually in late autumn, I'll wake at dawn, pull my coat over my pyjamas, and go out for a walk. But I can't remember when I last saw hoar frost!
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