Frosty morning. Kitten.

Bitterly cold today. Awful roads. Before I left the house, though, it all seemed pretty nice and cozy. My big, south-facing living room window was half covered in frost; the north-facing ones, completely festooned.

The sad, abandoned -- sadbandoned -- house across the street

The sad, abandoned — sadbandoned — house across the street

North window

North window

South window

South window

Little frost finglerlets reaching for the balcony. Ahhh!

Little frost finglerlets reaching for the balcony. Ahhh!

June appreciates the frost just as much as I do.

June appreciates the frost just as much as I do. Actually, she probably doesn’t like it all that much. It cuts her off from the world outside.

Don't you, you buggy little cat?

June, you sweet, buggy little cat.

There was some really neat hoarfrost I noticed driving along today but I had neither the time nor the inclination (it was bitterly cold; windchill -15 which is especially cruel after you’re used to 40s and even 50s a short while ago) to get pictures. Another time.

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