Michael Wilkins
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Bare trees and scrub thick with hoar frost catching low golden sunlight, above a snow-covered track running through the bottom of the frame under a pale blue sky.

Frost, and Then Sun

January 2018

1D X Mark II, 100 millimetres, f 4.5, 1/8000 of a second, ISO 1250

An hour later none of this was there.

Hoar frost is a short-lived subject — it needs the cold night and then betrays itself the moment the sun gets on it. This was maybe twenty minutes after first light, with every branch still loaded and already starting to let go.