Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Jack Frost


As I child in Los Angeles,  I read stories about Jack Frost painting the windows in beautiful patterns and wished so much he'd come to our town.

But he never did.


Perhaps that's why I am so captivated by the patterns frost leaves on my grownup landscape.
 


2 comments:

momto2wasd said...

I grew up in the LA area, too. Always dreamed of a white Christmas! I remember once on a particularly hot summer day without air conditioning, my sister and I played the Johnny Mathis Merry Christmas record hoping it would make it feel cooler. Snow and ice still has a magical appeal to me!

Sharyn Sowell said...

From Sharon Hermens:

It blows my mind how intricate the frost is. You've captured it beautifully!! Jack Frost may come to visit us come Monday. We're forcast possible snow and freezing weather. Gotta get the wood out of the woodshed!!