Sunday two weeks ago, was the tipping point of this year’s weather. One woke up and could smell it – winter was there. It didn’t matter that the following two weeks warmed up, that was just teasing.
But this one Sunday morning showed off in the full beauty of the first winter days. Glitter and shimmer everywhere, the smell of the ice-cold fresh air was clear and wintery. Hard to describe, but if you live somewhere where there are seasons you know what I am talking about.
One of the especially beautiful signs of that first winter morning is „Raureif“ – in English it is frost, white frost, hoar frost. But Raureif isn’t just frost, it is the distinctive way humidity builds glittery crystals in the morning to dress nature in diamonds. Every step makes a cracking noise.