"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
Delicate and beautiful.
Could do with a bit of cool today ... it's very hot.
It is sublime tracery. I do not recall seeing this sort of frost shot from you before. Memory fails.
No I think this is one I have not posted. A frosty morn provides so many shots it is hard to pick what to post. Also I find that sometimes things I rejected for the blog turn out to be quite pleasing when looking back some time later.