Our Thanksgiving was just a peaceful and quiet day. I'd made our lasagna the day before and thawed one of hubby's favorite pies I'd purchased from a Mennonite bakery. Peach pie.
Of course we are non traditional, why not? Whatever floats your boat, right?
While the hunters were out stuffing their faces, I got outside in the cold weather.
I found treasures.
A box elder tree had frozen sap running from a broken branch. In the drop at the end you can see the forest and meadow reflected upside down.
In the buckthorn woods I found mossy logs with frost coming up out of their centers.
The crystals of ice and frost were beautiful. This was a look into the hole.
With the rest of the forest looking rather bleak, I found the mossy logs to be the most interesting. I imagine the center of the log was warmer from the previous warm days and had a lot of moisture.
As the moisture moved up and out, it formed the frosty crystals on the moss.
I only found it in this one place where the land hollows out in the forest. It is a bit of a swale but heavily shadowed and full of logs and downed trees from storms we had nearly 20 years ago. This section of our woods reminds me of the Mirkwood forest in The Hobbit, but without the frightening spiders!
It is a rather peaceful place both in all seasons.
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