First frost

Jack Frost visited the neighbourhood  last night.

I woke up to find, a dusting of white on the roofs and grass patches, surrounding my complex,  along with a CHILL in the air.

Thanks to the heat island effect of living, in a concrete jungle, my tiny little garden, was largely untouched by the drama.

But the drama was visible, en route to the gym.

And the turn in the weather, saw the number of people pumping and dancing, decidedly less than usual.

PS.  This is the first frost in Edenvale, not the case for Springs.  I have already reflected on the impact of Mr Frost's visits on the cannas, here.