A hawthorn bush, at the side of a road, add a large puddle and days of sub zero temperatures, repeatedly douse the hawthorn in the spray from passing vehicles as they speed through the puddle, and this is what you get.
It looks rather magical,
What caught my eye was next years buds, at the tips of the twigs, caught under the ice.
I had to watch my back a bit, it didn’t seem prudent to get caught up with a fast road and a large stretch of ice, just for the sake of a pretty tree,
but it was early on Sunday morning, not many people were out and about so I was able to pick my moment. The snow queen flashed by in her white Porche, but I missed the shot.
But not the magic