Frosty Morn

Temps in the single digits, no wind: every branch outlined in hoarfrost ~ click to enlarge

This very frosty morning a few days ago may be the last deep-freeze of the season——at least for a while. It seems the back of winter is broken. I will miss the serene stillness of winter (that is, when it isn’t so windy you can barely stand up), but I will get over missing the season of frost, ice and snow and move without regret into spring. Maybe by sometime in April.

About

Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.

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