One Frosty Morning. January 3rd, 2016

It was cold. Really cold. Well, cold for us light weights out here on the west coast. It was a strange weather combination this particular Sunday. Frost coated just about everything. Puddles were capped over with ice and fog kept lurking around the edges of the day.

So, we had our coffee then, turning up our collars, decided to revisit the community garden in mid-winter slumber. Empty and silent the soil was at rest waiting for the spring army of wheel barrows, rakes and trowels to arrive.

Today's harvest; frost.

Vertical vs horizontal (below) . White balance tweaking. 

Uncropped. Hand held. Full (70-)300 zoom. vs  Cropped for closer view below.