As we were driving south towards Rice Lake State Park and the surrounding area the trees kept getting frostier…is that a word?
I believe it was ice crystals from the fog. It was not freshly fallen snow (it has not snowed for several days now), that covered and clung to every – single – branch.
The images were breathtaking and, of course, hard to capture on a camera, especially those from a moving car. We stopped to hike, and as I stepped out of the car I felt I stepped into Narnia.
Here are a few photos from that day.
The weeping willow was my favorite…
The weeping willow, dripping like icicles.
He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes. Psalm 147:16