But I was walking home from the library last night. It was just before 9 & bitterly cold. There was such a heavy frost that everything was sparkling - like the whole city had been covered in glitter. When I got to the top of the hill, I crossed the road to look down into the valley and it was all I could see. Sparkling, glittery frost lit up by streetlights. It was so cold that the air was frosty. So simple, but absolutely breathtaking. Summer may be warm, but winter is full of magic & that's just as good in my opinion.