After a hard frost last night, it was a delicately furred world that we ventured into for our morning walk.
Reggie is as game for adventure as I am early in the morning.
It never ceases to amaze me how delicate and special the most ordinary plants and things can appear when rimed in frost.
The foliage on trees is somehow more delicate when it softens into yellows and reds.
Canada Geese flying overhead remind us that we don’t have long until winter creeps in to stay for many months.