A few mornings back, during a communion of hyper cold and humid air before this week's warming, I woke to see lights in the trees.
Not on the trunks and no slick, icy skin on the branches. The lights were exceptionally difficult to photograph, but quite magical with eyes alone. It made me wonder about the origins of lighting trees, if not Christmas lights specifically. So why did it happen, why now?
I went around the front, and found that all the smaller branches were frosted.