We don't often get a hoar frost but when we do, it turns the world into a winter wonderland. The morning began with a heavy fog and when the temperatures began to fall, the mist quickly froze on everything in sight.
I've never had the chance to photograph a hoar frost before. The frost forms little thorns on everything it touches. Truly magical!
Unfortunately, a hoar frost doesn't last very long. A few hours later and it was gone. This cast iron bird sitting on the edge of a birdbath appears to have caught a few frosty spears in its beak.