Posts tagged “cold

Abstracted

Winter has been so brief this year…

Just like life, the ice crystals

Created art for only a short while.

Icy metal copy

Metal poles on the jetty

Became abstract things of beauty.

Abstract ice

Ice turned trees

Into silver tapestries.

Tapestry

And at the foot of the ladder on the jetty –

A heart of ice

Warmed the day.

Heart

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Frosted

The last day of November was gloriously cold:

A frosted universe presented itself –

Frosty flowers that looked like stars floating in the cosmos;

Frosty flowers 1 copy

Small ice crystals in the shape of

Trees on the postbox lock;

Frosted lock

A storm passed through

And left frozen waves in its wake;

frosted waves

A bird hiding out in the icy reeds

Sang a morning song;

bird

And yes, even a rubbish bin

Transformed into something greater than itself

In the frosted sun.

Bin

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Spring Schpring!

People want to know if I’m tired of winter and longing for the spring.

The answer is no.

Snow dazzle copy

Late winter is a fabulous time of dazzling sun;

Of lacy art made out of ice and rainbows:

Art

Of exhilarating days of trees made out of curtains of lace.

Curtain of lace

It’s still minus 14C when we wake up

Making it pleasant to walk on the iced over lake

To enjoy the sight of sunken boats and endless blue skies.

Sunken boat

The secret to happiness is not to long for something you don’t have

But to enjoy fully what you do have.

Oscar rolling in snow

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Golden cold

Who knew that the cold

Could be so enticing –

Sunny reeds copy

And so warmingly

Golden?

Bright and cold copy

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Pushing the limits

Yesterday the temperature dropped down to minus 25 C

In the frosted early morning.

I went out on the ice – but stayed out way too long -

One and a half hours… With no breakfast.

Bright view copy

Came back with a frost damaged face

And spent the rest of the day in bed sick.

Just goes to show that you shouldn’t

Be bound by your limits –

But you should know what your limits are!

Thank you in advance for your kind comments – I won’t be replying to them today

As I need to recover.

Frozen

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Frosted times

Let me take you back to the end of October last year,

To a cold day of frosted eyelashes on leaves.

Eyelashes copy

It was a stunning bright day

Perfect for a drive out to the horse ranch

Sporting its old Grand Central clock on the side of the barn.

Grand central

The brilliance of the sun

Turned the wires into art

Frosted wire

And behind the frosted thistles

I discovered a secret world of rainbow bubbles.

Frosted bokeh copy

On the way home, I stopped to admire

The endurance of this ancient rune stone

(And to wonder if the Simpsons was based on the pattern on the stone…

Look at those eyes!)

Old rune stone

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Festive greetings

No matter whether you are enjoying the balmy skies

Of a warm Christmas

Christmas 2

Or the golden chills

Of a cold December –

I want to wish you all a wonderfully

Joyful and lovely holiday season;

And to thank you all for taking the time

To visit my little blog.

As my kids like to say:

“Christmas is not just about the presents,

It’s about love and family time.”

Christmas

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Love in a cold climate

The key to enjoying a cold climate

Is to embrace it.

Love

It finally started snowing and

The neighbourhood echoed with

Happy cries and drawings by children on the cars.

Heart

The snow turned everything to silken

Puffs of cotton wool.

(Can you see that big puddle making a heart?)

Heart puddle

It’s still snowing!

And we’re still enjoying

Our dreamy winterland.

Snow and O

For more snow and sun, please visit: Our World.


Frosted flowers

It’s still too mild and grey for November, so I’m looking back to the end of October

When the frost presented a cheery iced sun;

And a wild pink rose

Covered in cold eyelashes.

Further on, a rose bud

Shimmered with melted hopes and ice –

And I found myself

At the beating heart of nature itself.

For more flowery scenes, please visit: Our World.


Spook-tacular

A couple of weeks ago, we woke up to a world transformed.

Trees and boats floated out of the freezing fog

Like soft ghosts;

The path along the lake looked as if it was

Covered in cotton wool.

As I walked my daughter to the train station in the early morning,

Our spirits lifted in this new world of fog and cold.

On the way home, a golden splash of colour

Transported me into the world of Monet.

Genius is the ability to renew one’s emotions in daily experience. – Paul Cezanne

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