Delicate

On lifting one of the rear bedroom blinds this morning l was treated to this little bit of delicate light and a sprinkling on frost.
Feeling a bit delicate myself after celebrating a friend’s 60th last night.
No such problem for Mr P who doesn’t drink and he went off for a run.
Decided the only way to feel better was to go to the gym and work it off.
A grey and rather miserable day emerged, so we are now inside and nice and cosy.