By early December frost is in the air and it's not uncommon to wake up to find a delicate hoar frost on the leaves of evergreens. But what caught my attention first today was the vapour trails of two jets catching the light of the rising sun.
Frost lends the trees a ghostly appearance, warmed a touch by the early pink glow on the top of the field maple.
Two tall poplars catch the rays of the rising sun first.
There's a delicate filigree of frost around the edge of the bay leaves, making them look as if this is some new variegated variety.
