I grew up in Joburg and I distinctly remember every winter on our way to school my brother and I would have a competition to see who would spot the first frosts.. Silly game. Any way the point is the other morning I looked outside and the grass everywhere was covered in frost and it just looked so beautiful and reminded me of my childhood in Joburg, so I thought I would share a little glimpse of the magical world of frost with you.
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