Frost on the Windows

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This week, the cold kept me inside long enough to notice and photograph frost on my windows. Behold! 

John Greenleaf Whittier once asked: "What miracle of weird transforming is this wild work of frost and light, this glimpse of glory infinite?"

 

I think I see winter trees beside a path in this one. Click to enlarge. 

 

Thomas Hood wrote: "Frost is the greatest artist in our clime — he paints in nature and describes in rime."

 

From Percy Bysshe Shelly: "I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost." And Robert Louis Stevenson: “…tree and house, and hill and lake, are frosted like a wedding cake." 

 

Robert Frost wrote the poem Wind and Window Flower — “She a window flower, and he a winter breeze.” I imagine him, like me, examining frosty windows on a cold winter day. Click here for a link to that poem