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A bit of phoetry today. I am entranced by the fog that freezes on plants for a short period of time.
Fog moved in while temperatures dropped.
Some leaves were frosted by the fog.
Some leaves were outlined in white.
Crisscrossed lines of webs were revealed.
Sugar-frosted berries on the burning bush.
Frozen Blue Atlas Cedar needles created a flocked flower.
No time left to linger, I must journey on through my day. Until the next time Mother Nature paints the world white with fog.