Jack Frost...

The only good thing about my scheduled trips to the hospital at the moment, is the car journey there and back again. Made me realise that I haven’t been going out nearly as much as I should have lately.
Part of the journey is on the motorway, but it does take us through the South Downs National Park, so is a lot more interesting than you would first think. Then, as we get closer to the sea, there is so much more to delight the eye.

I have seen amazing cloud formations, and once a double rainbow. Silver sunlight gleaming on the surface of the sea, and the Downs shrouded mysteriously in mist. One morning, a few weeks ago, as we drove into the hospital car park, it was just getting light and a blackbird was singing his heart out in a nearby tree. Almost as though he had been waiting for me to get there.
I witnessed the early flowering of the daffodils, bobbing bravely all along the edge of the motorway, but one day, I saw something truly amazing.

It was absolutely freezing as we made our way to the car. Most of our appointments have been early in the morning, (our choice, as it would have been difficult to get there otherwise) the sun was up, making everything bright and crisp, flooding everything with pink tones. As I went to open the car door, I noticed something magical on the roof of the car.
As if magically painted by the fairy folk, the frost had made incredible patterns across the entire surface. I just stared, unable to believe what I was seeing, unable to move or get in the car. But I would have to, or we would be late.
I didn’t have my camera with me unfortunately, but my son had his phone, and quickly captured the moment for me.


I have a few more treatments to go; I wonder what I will find tomorrow?