Frosty morning walk...

I headed for Hirst Woods early doors as it was a beautifully frosty morning and hoped to catch a blanket of sparkling bluebells in the morning light.  The bluebells were there, but they were all flopping with the frost and not looking their best.
But the dappled light, the twinkling frost, the melting drips and the misty wisps burning off the ground were a beautiful sight anyway.  There's a way to start the day :)