Since we started blogging here last December, so recent yet it seems like second nature now, much has been learned about the appreciation of calm beauty in the garden. Trying to capture the mood of early morning, the stillness and serene pleasure of a light frost glistening as the sun rises to melt away that cold with its spring tinted rays, is a worthy pursuit.
Nature bestows a sugary frosting on the most humble of plants growing here.
There is no foretelling how the crystals will form on the edges of petals and leaves, or how the camera will display that random sprinkling.
Viewed from afar,
Or in macro mode,
The delight to the senses remains the same. The cold, crispness of the windless air in the early morning is fleeting at this time of year here in the foothills of southeast Tennessee.
The frost is gentle, it does no harm to the hellebore blossoms.
It does not mar the striped foliage of the greigii tulip leaves.
The columbine leaves seem almost glad of their enhanced handsomeness.
Mosses and heucheras that combined by themselves, no human interference in this self sown stone step sampling, are proudly wearing their glaze.
The quality of the early morning light is well documented.
Its magic wand has gifted the earth with fairy dust. Even the lowly ribbon grass
is promoted to photogenic majesty. But as the golden orb rises higher in the sky, the temperature of the air will cause the diamonds to melt away.
Still stunning, but more earthly than otherworldly, the iris reticulata ‘Harmony’ returns to normalcy.
There is still great beauty in the garden as one gazes upon spring’s offerings, and secrets are still secured within the ground. Frosts on flowers in full bloom are wondrous and will be held in the mind’s eye fondly as the passage of the season progresses.
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