We’re at that stage now where the frost in the most shadowed corners doesn’t have time to thaw completely before night falls again. Even on a sunny day, the dewdrops have a core of ice.
You can see the bubbles in the frozen centre, like a tiny explosion.
And the hedgegrows are their own kind of explosion, with frost-dewy grass glittering everywhere in the setting sun.
As the sky darkens, the almost-thawed ice drops harden again into translucent pearls. Night has fallen over our part of the world, and soon everything will have fallen silent in the cold.