frost flowers

Penelope was pressing her eager, excited little face close to the frost-flowers on the sitting-room window.

Frost-flowers dulled the inner glories of the shop windows with their unwelcome decoration.

About his head a wreath of moon-coloured buds like frost-flowers was set.

Feathery frost-flowers on the window framed the picture like a screen of delicate embroidery.

The goldenrod beside the stone walls along the road was a bright yellow, and the blue frost flowers were beginning to blossom.