Sparkles

It was really, REALLY cold this morning. And all kinds of sparkly pretty.

It was really cold the rest of the day as well - but with much less sparkle and none of the pretty.
I hurried home to put the birdbath heater in place and was greeted by a flock of scowling sparrows - and a birdbath that was frozen so solid I had to thaw it out with hot water.

Six years in Michigan - and the first hard frost of the season still catches me by surprise. Goodbye fuchsia - I almost managed to save you.