Last night the sky was totally clear and we just knew that it was going to be a cold one - it probably got down to say -3. That's really cold for us. It may even be the coldest we've had on our wee farm since we arrived here.
To give an idea of how cold it is, I am sitting typing with my PJs on, a fleecy hoody, a pair of fingerless gloves, a wooly hat that has teddy bear ears and my uggs. I can only imagine how stupid I look, but I feel almost, but not quite warmish. New Zealand houses are not known for their insulating qualities.
I'm not sure my rainbow chard will survive.
And I may have to make some slippers for the ducks, their feet must be frozen, poor wee things. They were looking rather bemused. They've never seen frost before.
But, it really did look beautiful.