Frost Flowers: A Winter Oddity

A few years ago, when I was still living in the general proximity of the Mississippi River instead of almost as far away from it as I can get and still count myself as living in one of the contiguous states, I was walking through the woods with some friends. It was fall, and though the mornings were lip-bustingly cold, by midday, the sun warmed things up quite nicely. Both fortunately and unfortunately for me, it was still morning. Read More Frost Flowers: A Winter Oddity