"And by the morning it was scattered on the grass with silver"

Today we had light frost for the first time in the whole autumn morning. One would like to say - "but by morning it was scattered on the grass with silver." It is so beautiful - the sun shines, and the thinnest ice crystals on the grass and leaves of the trees.

The husband said it was hoarfrost, but I think it’s still freezing. After all, the street was in the early morning thick fog.

In the morning everything sparkled in the sun. Every leaf, every blade of grass shone.