...it's past 8 o'clock on a cold frosty morning..

On mornings like this I am so glad I don't have to get up and scrape the car then go to work.
On the other hand I love to see the grass with a hoar frost like this on it. I imagine walking on it and the blades of grass making a loud crunching noise as they snap off.
Beautiful... it won't be too long before we can sit on the bench in the sun again.