Over the years, I have found these miracles of nature on my windows. Like snowflakes, no two are alike. They vary in colour, pattern and texture, depending on the time of day, the angle of light and what was behind it. The refracted light sometimes produce a colourful display that explode into a three-dimensional abstract. Years ago I lived in an old building with double storm windows. You know the ones with the three holes in the bottom with a pivoting wood cover. Well, if you are under thirty years old you may not. One very cold winter I recall getting up early, excited to discover what new masterpiece I would find to photograph. Most days there was only a small window of opportunity (pardon the pun) to capture them. As soon as the sun hit the window, they melted, gone, until the next masterpiece would appear. It’s hard to find frost like this anymore, as today’s windows do not allow the leakage and moisture required to form the frost. But I am always looking, and if I find frost on a friend’s window I invite myself to stay the night and bring my camera.