Frost. The first frost. Frosty tale. Beautiful autumn.
In the morning, November 5th, I woke up in a fairy tale! At night, it froze and all over the place sparkled in the rays of the rising sun a stunning frost, which adorned everything with long needles, up to which he could reach with his cold breath ...
I have seen more than once how frost falls during the night, but I see such beauty for the first time, therefore I want to show you this fabulous morning!
See photos on my Facebook pages and in a live journal, links below:
/ dmitry.martovsky.official
https://martovskykot.livejournal.com