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On the Edge of Winter: The Rime Frost

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Sometimes, when you get up and look out the window as you start a new day, you just think “Wow” and quickly grab a coat and your camera and run out the door to take pictures. Sometimes you are even in such a rush that you don’t grab a touque or gloves, and once you get out the door you realize just how cold that wind is too. But, the sacrifices one must make, are totally worth it on days like this. ūüėČ These photos are from a week ago, when we had such an incredibly beautiful few days of frost. I recently discovered the differences between “hoar frost’ and “rime frost”, and all these years what I thought was hoar frost, is actually rime frost. Rime frost is when¬†water droplets, usually from a heavy fog, freeze to the outer surfaces of objects creating a white hard ice. It is often blown in with a wind and sometimes creates bizarre ice formations. Hoar frost is when¬†frost grains grow larger than a regular frost, and is common around open areas of water.

The pictures I got on this day are of a heavy rime frost, when the world was white and beautiful. The fog was still in close too, and it created such a soft, quiet and eerie atmosphere. The frost has since melted off, as soon as the sunshine came out the next day, but it was amazing to see for the few days it was here.

rime frost on line of trees, edge of winter, the artyologist

rime frost on branch and pine tree, edge of winter, the artyologist

Here you can see how the wind blew the fog in from one direction, creating the horizontal ice formations.

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grasses, edge of winter, the artyologist

view-of-the-valley, edge of winter, the artyologist

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keys, rime frost, the artyologist

lamppost, rime frost, the artyologist

It’s Narnia! Ok, it’s not a lamppost, but close. . .

tree-and-sky, rime frost, the edge of winter, the artyologist

overhanging-trees, edge of winter, rime frost, the artyologist

rime frost on-pine, the artyologist

Here you can see that the pine tree was not completely covered in ice higher up, as the fog must have not swirled in that direction.

Have you ever seen a rime frost? Or a hoar frost?

Ps. You may have noticed that I have not been as active on here lately, or on the internet in general. I have been pretty overwhelmed, stressed, driven insane, busy¬†getting ready for the Christmas craft sales I mentioned I would be in a few months ago, but with one down, and only one more to go (this Saturday), I am hoping that life will be back to “normal” soon. Although, then we’ll be right into Christmas time and so perhaps things won’t slow down at all. . . . ūüėČ

Photography Lately: Autumn Comes

Life Lately: Autumn Comes the artyologist

It seems like just yesterday¬†the leaves were budding, and the flowers were poking their tiny heads up through the ground. Even just two weeks ago¬†the trees were all still a vibrant green, and the sun was shining in full force (like in my last post). But, in the past week the weather has gotten cooler- there is that telltale chill, the sun sets¬†earlier, and of course the leaves are changing¬†colours quickly. They are no less vibrant than the greens of summer, but are made of a different artist’s palette. Fall, or autumn, (I’m never sure which word I like better!) is special to me. For one, my birthday is in October, so that always makes me anticipate the season. But I also just love¬†the cooler days. I love tossing scarves on top of¬†my outfits. I love the darker and warmer tones in my wardrobe that come out to play: cinnamon, cognac, rust, sage, black, mustard. And, I love not melting in the heat! You can always add a few layers if you are cold, but there comes a point when you can not take off any more layers ūüėČ I only wish that the season lasted a bit longer. One day you notice the leaves hinting a yellow undertone, and the next they have all dropped to the ground, leaving bare branches reaching for the distant autumnal sky. (Have you ever noticed that an autumn sky is different than a summer sky, or a winter, or a spring sky?)

Anyways. I guess I am rambling now, but really, this season passes by so quickly: you can pardon me for wanting to hold onto it a little bit longer! These photos have all been taken in the last few weeks, and just capture a few moments, unique to the season.

Do you like fall time? Do you call the season “Fall” or “Autumn”? Is it starting to look like autumn¬†where you live?

Life Lately: Autumn Comes the artyologist

We have a plum tree, with the sweetest little plums!

And mums at the grocery store: what a delicious shade of pink, with an undertone of orange!

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Some kind of weed seed. Oh well, it’s pretty.¬†

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Wash day. 

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The perfectly situated photogenic bees.

Harvest time in Alberta.

Not your average egg. Above average I’d say. World’s largest Pysanka.

Obligatory, hipster, foot selfie (foolfie?) in autumn leaves. It just has to be done.

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This road.

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Sunshine streams.

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First time I’ve ever seen an acorn in real life. We have two oak trees and they are dropping so many of these!

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More harvest time in Alberta, this time on a smaller scale. 

Autumn comes.