Hoar Frost



Hoar Frost

Hoar Frost


I was thinking about the drive home the other night on what struck me as being the loneliest stretch of highway I had ever been on in a long while by myself. That is until I saw the flashing lights of a police car behind me and I thought who is he pulling over? There’s no one for miles, I’m doing the speed limit and just where did he come from? I was hesitant to pull over on the side of the highway as it was glare ice and piled up snow. I slowly edged to a stop and waited for at least five minutes before the cop made an appearance at my driver’s door side. He asked me how I was tonight, had I been drinking, and where was I going.. I answered all his questions and when he proceeded to ask personal questions about my return flight home, how long had I been here, why was I here.. I got a little upset and told him these weren’t standard questions and I really didn’t have to answer them. At that point he looked surprised, laughed and then out of the blue asked me .. “what did I think of the Hoar frost this year?”. I had to laugh as obviously he was just doing his duty on a lonely stretch of highway at 3:00 a.m. and I was the lucky one to come along and break up his monotony of his lonely morning shift.

When I told him I was a photographer and was loving the beauty of this winter wonderland he agreed it was one of the most gorgeous landscapes he had witnessed since childhood. We then just chatted a bit more about this part of the country and he bid me a good morning and safe journey.

I guess it was the incongruity of his question that made me laugh this morning and inspired me to look up  exactly what Hoar frost is.

  • Frozen dew that forms a white coating on a surface. Also called white frost.
  • A deposit of needle-like ice crystals formed on the ground by direct condensation at temperatures below freezing point.  Also called white frost.
  • Frozen dew that forms a white coating on a surface.

I find myself humming as I walk around in this fairy tale landscape. For me at this moment, in this time the beauty is unsurpassed…and isn’t Hoar frost a funny word? …

copyright Es-tee Miller

“It`s a bit frosty out here as I hum, Walking in a Winter Wonderland“….Es-tee

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I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ ...my soul is definitely alive.
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  1. Bruno says:

    LOL it is a funny word for sure! We have a bit here but nothing like your pictures portray here. Beautiful!

  2. Annette says:

    Estee, when I was a kid back on the farm, I used to long for the one day each winter we would have hoar frost because it was so beautiful. It seems to occur much more frequently now. I wonder why???

    • Hoar frosts on the scale of the one we have witnessed here this year is very rare.One of the most interesting features of Hoar Frost is that it can only form when an environment of complete opposites has been created. The atmosphere must be very cold and very dry..I’m elated I was able to enjoy this view which appeared to be a winter garden filled with Queen Anne’s lace everywhere. Weather conditions seems to be changing dramatically Annette.. Happy New Year my friend!

  3. tazzzzzzzzz says:

    Strange weather everywhere these days with all the cloud seeding? if that’s what you want to call it going on. Beautiful photos Red!

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