It was very refreshing, and my coveralls were soaked, while trekking through the tall frost covered prairie grass to reach that viewpoint. The sun was migrating behind some very dense cloud cover as I reached the viewpoint, so the scene changed rapidly from bright and sparkling, to soft and furry.
my 2 cents on trees
My film for this cropped 4X5 hoar frost image happened to be FP4, developed in HC-110 Dilution B, and the lens was a 300mm Schneider Symmar, strapped to a Linhof Technika. I captured this image in December 1987, where I decided then to dispose of the extreme boring winter sky, so I cropped the image, accordingly. As I mentioned earlier the sky was filled with fabulous cloud formations and a huge Alberta blue sky, but Nature changed that in a heartbeat, while I set up my camera. Ilford FP4 was my favourite film at the time, developed in Perceptol, but I ran out of Perceptol and decided to use HC-110 with N+1 development. I found that I continued to use HC-110 from that point forward, since my finished prints seemed to appear sharper because HC-110 created a coarse grain structure, compared to Perceptol. I still love Perceptol and FP4, because tonal magic seems to happen when those two British subjects get together.
Today my images are captured with my 8X10, and a series of Schneider lenses, while using TMY, and XTOL...
I am reminded again about the term "hoar" frost, where I must describe a humorous encounter with a young woman at a gallery event earlier this year, and where the young woman became very upset with me for using the term "hoar" within the title of an image, which happens to be an image I posted several days ago within this thread. I could not convince her, during our discussion, that two different words contained similar phonetics within the English language, and I could not convince her that the words had completely different meanings. As our discussion progressed, the young woman explained that she could not purchase an image, and present the image in her home, if the image title contained the word "hoar."
The young woman left the gallery without the image, and I could only smile, knowing that she felt confident with her decision...