Invasion Of The Hoarfrost...

Once again it's the time of year Nature's weaves magic.

The moisture in some plants is frozen and creeps outside for room.

The beauty of hoar frost leaves me speechless.

Half Past Fall...

Time For...

Prickly Pear Apples

for making jam.

The arrival of the spun-ice beauty of horefrost.

says Winter won't be far behind.

Things I've Learned...

Sometimes art is accidental.

No matter how frozen,

you will thaw.

You have to keep on pecking.

Destruction can create beauty.

The sun is always there,

even when covered with clouds.

Things I've Learned...

We should all take time to ponder.

Mother Nature

is a true artist.

Size is relevant.

There is much beauty in the small things.

My horses love me,

as much as I love them.

It's okay to be a little out of focus, sometimes.

Things...

Deer tracks in the sand,

frozen water barrel,

feeding cattle...

hoarfrost,

frozen berries...

just a few things to view

At The Farm

Hoarfrost

Mother Nature spins her magic

with slivers of frozen moisture.

She molds and shapes masterpieces

for us to enjoy.

The magnificent sculptures disappear

with the sun's rise...

and make us doubt they were ever there.

Hoarfrost For Halloween

Hoarfrost

Who needs an art museum?

when you can have hoarfrost?

Mother Nature makes the art.

We just have to look.

I did a post last year on November 27th, with a discussion about whether this was called hoarfrost or rabbit frost.  This year's pictures are just as delightful as last year.

Hoarfrost or Rabbit Frost...

I need a vote here. I am not talking dirty, just arguing with my hubby over something unimportant in the grand scheme of things. Den so loves it when he pushes my buttons!
My sister, Marcy, took some beautiful pictures of what we had always known as and called hoarfrost.
Certain times during cold weather, the conditions are just right for frost to form on objects. These can take many creative and wonderful forms, after all, the best artist is nature.
I was showing Den these pictures and he begins to argue that it is rabbit frost. He said the old timers called it rabbit frost because it told when it was safe to eat wild rabbits. I told him my parents and grandparents and every one I knew in the "old timer" category called it hoarfrost.
I proceed to google it and what did I find?? All kinds of wonderful pictures of HOARFROST but not a trace of rabbit frost anywhere.

I don't know about your guys but mine does not like to admit he is wrong. Google was not enough proof for him. So please raise your voices and let the women be heard. If I am wrong, I will admit it.

What do you call it? Help me out here...PLEASE, I need to win one!