Christmas Eve, we had this amazing frost, 7am I ran outside with my big sheepskin coat over my PJ's to collect in some frozen flat washing from the line and then danced with the cold back out with my camera. In every direction it was so pretty in the way that frost makes magic. The whole day really had that elusive and pregnant pause feeling - the in breathe before the exhalation that is Christmas day.

The backyard - empty playground:
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