" Isn't is beautiful, my mom proclaimed" ! "Isn't what beautiful," I asked? "You know, the hore frost." "What is hore frost" I asked , thinking she had mispronounced or was a bit confused. "The trees", she said. "They are filled with hoar frost."
Like a good little daughter, I looked it up on the internet, and sure enough she was right! Hoar Frost; Tiny, solid deposits of water vapor from saturated air when the temperature of surfaces is below freezing.
Moral of the story, I guess your never too old to learn from your Mama! Join our hostess, Susan, for more Outdoor Wednesday posts.