Looking out my window this morning I was amazed by the scenery. It was as if beautiful landscaping was done in my yard, all in white.
Turns out Jack, Jack Frost that is, was doing his handiwork on my window. His intricate art is to be held in awe. Each sprig of frost looks as if it grew like a fern from the ground.
They are paintings in ice that really look like a scenic winter wonderland. 
Or you could say they look sharp, edgy and jagged.
Either way it sure beats the frigid scene that waits behind them.
If it has to be cold, reallllly cold, I would just as soon see this wonderful artistry when I look to the window.
It warms my heart. Thanks Jack!
~The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination. ~Ward Elliot
January 31st, 2010 Teresa Posted in Uncategorized
Tags: garden shoes, garden shoes online, jack frost, Scenic Sunday, winter
January 31st, 2010 at: 2:31 am
Stunning photos … just loved them!
January 31st, 2010 at: 6:34 am
Teresa,
Just when winter begins to feel tiresome, there are gentle reminders of its quiet grace and and beauty. What beautiful patterns etched onto your window.
January 31st, 2010 at: 7:35 am
Awesome captures, Teresa!
January 31st, 2010 at: 8:24 am
Brilliant pictures and everyone an individual work of art! Winter has a few upsides!
January 31st, 2010 at: 6:00 pm
I love the Elliot quote! This post reminded me of my childhood in England. We had no heat upstairs and when Jack Frost visited, I would wake up to the most beautiful frosty patterns on the glass of my bedroom window! Precious memories. Lovely post. Pam
January 31st, 2010 at: 8:26 pm
Wow! These are awesome pics! It’s so frozen where we are too in Massachusetts…. I used to live in the Hudson Valley area and the weather was pretty much the same there too. Can’t wait for spring!
January 31st, 2010 at: 10:38 pm
Super gorgeous..stellar and brilliant! What a magical series! Wonderful post!
KIki~
January 31st, 2010 at: 10:51 pm
It is very cool indeed. It makes me recall skiing way back before kids were born and seeing perfect snowflakes just like the ones you cut out. I don’t think I’ve seen snow like that in a long time.