Fabulous Fern Frost In Ferndown

Friends here have been really creative in helping me to relax. One friend invited me out to share a late, leisurely breakfast at a local café on her day off. She lives nearby, so I strolled round to her house. I just had to stop and photograph a parked car I passed en route. 

Since I learned about the different types of frost last month, I now know this frost on windows is often called fern frost. 
How beautiful! When I came home after breakfast, it had disappeared in the morning sunshine. I saw a number of Facebook posts that same day from other local friends who had seen equally beautiful windscreens.

Later in the week I sat with three friends in our local theatre to see an excellent amateur production of Alan Bennett's Talking Heads. [ Well done especially to my teenage friend Ruth, the Stage Manager] 
I got out of the car when I was dropped off at home that evening, I looked up and saw a lovely starry sky. Morning and evening, I am constantly struck by the beauty of Creation. I love this passage from Job 38 [here in The Message translation] where God challenges Job...

And who do you think is the father of rain and dew,
    the mother of ice and frost?
You don’t for a minute imagine
    these marvels of weather just happen, do you?

 Can you catch the eye of the beautiful Pleiades sisters,
    or distract Orion from his hunt?
Can you get Venus to look your way,
    or get the Great Bear and her cubs to come out and play?
Do you know the first thing about the sky’s constellations
    and how they affect things on Earth?

and I'm reminded too of the old hymn [here with slightly updated lyrics]

Summer and winter and springtime and harvest,
sun, moon and stars in their courses above
join with all nature in manifold witness

to your great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Great is your faithfulness! Great is your faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
All I have needed  your hand has provided;
Great is  your faithfulness, Lord God, to me!