I went out into the garden this morning with clear intent. I found what I was looking for, but it was not the most interesting to me. Last night was cold. Frost was still on the remaining leaves of plants I’ve come to know very well over the past months. I shot some images of that…they were pretty but weren’t what really piqued my interest. This was…frost on the arm of my old Adirondack chair.
Monday 42 | A Year of Mondays