Frosty Dawn

On day 176 of 365 Days Wild I ventured out of the house at dawn. It was a beautifully frosty morning and I didn’t want to miss it by hibernating under my duvet – as tempting as it was to do so!

I watched the dawn from the lanes as I walked down to the meadow. The colour didn’t remain in the sky for long, but I snapped a few pictures while it lasted.

The sun wasn’t far above the horizon when I arrived at the meadow.

The first rays of the newly risen sun were soon spilling through the hedgerow onto the frosted growth within.

My attention then turned to the frosty plants and fallen leaves to be found within the meadow’s bounds, all of which were looking particularly lovely in the dawn light.

Incredibly, the Red Campion flowers continue to bloom. Each time I visit the meadow I expect to see them all gone, but they defy my expectations!

The frosty views from down amongst the young trees at the bottom of the meadow occupied my attention for a while. The air and the ground was crisp and cold, and the light was gently warming. It was a beautiful combination.

It was a lovely morning to spend in the meadow.

I couldn’t resist catching a few sunbeams as they burst through the hedgerow and over the gate to the paddock next door. There seemed to be a few spirits dancing on the rays…

By the time I left the meadow most of the frost had melted away, though a few patches still remained in those areas not yet touched by the sun. Frost is such an ephemeral beauty. I’m so glad I didn’t miss it.

That’s all for today. Have you been out at dawn recently? Let me know in the comments section below.