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It’s been much too long and even though I have to work today, I had to stop by and say hello and share a few photos from a recent walk in the park.  On this morning, not too many days ago, I saw a panorama of frost as I pulled out of the garage.  That made getting to the park as soon as possible much more urgent, as the moment the sun hits the frost, it tends to disappear and, although plants with drops on them make for wonderful photos, ’tis the season for frosty beauty!  Of all the mornings to sleep in just a little and not rush out the door.

It was still plenty cold when I arrived.  The geese were flocking, so to speak, on the river which, as I’ve said before, at this time of year resembles an avian runway at a local airport.  The noise level can get quite loud as groups of geese get ready to take off or land.  I wonder why they haven’t gone south to warmer climates, but bird brain has never been a compliment, has it?  🙂

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A few weeks ago, I went for my usual walk in the park at dawn. Something easier to do now than it is during the summer. The temperature had dipped down below the freezing point, so before the sun hit the frosted plants, these were the views I found.  It was stunning to look out to see a prairie covered with frost.  These were taken on the same day as the on in my Six Word Saturday post on diamonds and feathers.

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I love milkweed, seeds and pods, and their role in providing food for monarch and other butterflies.  But there’s much more to this plant.  The silky floss has good insulation properties and its fibers are used to clean up oil spills.  On the darker side, many natives in Africa and South America use the poison on the tips of their arrows, while milkweed is toxic to animals when taken in large amounts.

Often the floss of the milkweed flies in the wind, like a head of blonde hair. But in the case of the seeds I found in the park not long ago, each strand was adorned with a plethora of tiny, frosty diamonds.

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