I was up all night. I managed to get a wee bit of work done, but most of my time awake was frustrating and agonizing. I finally crawled back into bed a little after 6am, and napped till it was time to go deliver chicken soup to my friends, the Owens. I saw this patch of morning frost by my car. It was so pretty it helped me get over my lame bout of self-pity instantaneously. Crisp fall mornings are uplifting like that.