Yesterday morning I woke up to find it had frosted. The sun was filtering into the backyard lighting up patches of shining grass and I was struck by a desire to take pictures. I grabbed some old jeans, a sweatshirt and Jasmine and we headed out back. An hour later my pants were soaked from kneeling all over the yard but we were having fun! Jasmine loves dandelions and I have to say I do too. There’s something fragile and beautiful about how they look at all times, newly opening, full, dying – it’s all stunning. Covered in dew they are magical!