Mm, frost

I was musing on the beauty of an icing-sugared world this morning as I got the milk in and went to get breakfast sorted. It really is so pretty when the sky is bright and blue and all the world is covered in what must by local standards have been quite a severe frost. (I know it was -1C last night as I drove home.) Looks as though getting the magnolia pruned to a carcass was a very good move.

And when I went to pour the milk for my coffee, it didn't.