Sparkling dewdrops in grass.

I was confined to barracks yesterday fighting a virus, and my loss of voice, so no blip. 
This morning I could not go to visit our grandchildren in Bristol. Stephen went off after breakfast. As it was a bright and sunny I stepped outside the kitchen door to sniff the fresh air. 
 The grass was sparkling. 
So I took the photo.    
I haven't done much today but gradually feeling more like me. 
Hubby will be back a bit later this evening. Time for some tea....