Southeast Idaho. Back in December. -14 degrees Fahrenheit.
We were driving home from Sun Valley.
The desert was glittering with sparkly-ness.
After making Andrew stop the truck, I bundled up to my eyeballs to take some pictures.
These crystals did not form from falling snow. Just freezing temperatures.
This was last week. In town. 31 degrees Fahrenheit.
Beautiful, little sparklies.
Really quite miraculous the shapes they form.
Can you imagine me on my belly trying to get these shots?
Makes me miss the Snoshack and my daily dose of shaved ice.
I'm guessing it probably has to be above freezing before that place opens for the season.
Drat the luck.