It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Friday, December 26, 2008

Frosted Leaves



"Nature has undoubtedly mastered the art of winter gardening and even the most experienced gardener can learn from the unrestrained beauty around them."- Vincent A. Simeone
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3 comments:

Karen Deborah said...

Absolutely fantastic photos, you are really a gifted photographer. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and your eye doesn't miss anything!

Laura ~Peach~ said...

beautiful photos! frost is absolutely a beautiful medium i love when the sun shines on it and it looks like billions of sparkeling diamonds on everything!

Madeline's Album said...

Old Jack Frost can leave some pretty things behind when he goes on his merry way. Have a good day. Madeline