When we went to bed under a blanket of fog and it was already down to twelve degrees, I figured conditions were ripe for another hoar frost. It's so fragile and yesterday I waited a bit too long to try to capture it.
But this morning I braved the cold while brewing coffee, and got some more photos. The sun is trying to make an appearance, but so far it's losing. Even the common house finch looks better perched on frosty limbs. 
The high yesterday barely got above freezing, and so we didn't lose much of our snow. I'm looking forward to my weekend in Phoenix, although I can appreciate my frosty beauty.
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