seeking sparkle

I don't know how it happens - and don't want the magic spoiling by finding how it happens. But somehow light can hit frost and make it really really sparkly. I'm glad I got up and went to church and saw it.
I was tempted to stay in bed, having not slept well, struggling. I cried when our lovely minister spoke of how much we are deeply loved. That's why I go to church, well one of many reasons. I hope our next lovely minister preaches the same message.
I have treated myself to some super soft tissues that claim to have a super gentle touch. I nearly took them back when I realised how much they cost. Now I have them Home they don't seem much softer than my usual recycled ones to be honest. As I was ignoring my principles anyway, I also bought some cleaning products with bleach. I'm going to see if I can get some sparkle indoors given that there's no frost inside -thankfully! I pointed out the 'hairy bin' I was photographing to some passing children. They were delighted too.