Jack Frost, that is.
Doesn’t this poor car just look cold?
We had a pretty heavy frost here yesterday. It was 26 degrees when I left the house to walk the dogs.
I’ve been slacking a bit lately in the two-walks-a-day department. I was determined to get out there with them this morning, but it was one of those days when I checked the work e-mail around 7:30 and barely stopped until my project went out the door at 6:00. I really intend to get back out there tomorrow.
See the frost on the bridge? It was so thick, it actually crunched a bit when we walked across.
Even in the cold, I enjoy getting out there and walking. Although everything is brown and dreary, there is still interesting stuff to see if you just take time to look.
Like that building. Don’t you think it looks like a face?
You can see how white the grass is in that shot.
And the sky was quite a nice shade of blue.
By the time we got back to the bridge about half an hour later, the sun had melted most of the frost away. But look at all the interesting lines in that picture.
Hubby said they’re calling for some sort of snow event tomorrow. No significant accumulation, just enough to make the morning commute treacherous and long.
Lucky for me, I’ll probably be walking on the Greenway during rush hour. It may be cold, but it certainly won’t be congested.