A heavy frost fell upon our landscape last night and I decided to use what little time I had this morning to capture its effects. I was bowled over by the mist hanging over Windsor Great Park and its environs but cursed myself for not carrying my filters with me, damn, not even a single polariser. I had emptied them out the other day when going on one of those “travel light” trips. So I decided to look down at the ground and besides the sky had started to lose its sparkle, as a very snowy looking veil of cloud started to bleed in and take its place.
In a short period of time I found some frosty leaves in grass, the bough of a tree and a frozen oily puddle with a stone punctuating its upper corner.
I could have gone on much further but a glance at my watch, the fact that it had dropped to -1 celcius and a warm car with heated seats forced me to call it quits.