Sunday 13 January 2013

Sunday 13.01.2013

Just home on a stunning, still and frosty starlit night, the music of the spheres quite clear.

Very different this morning as we leant into a freezing wind, tiny specks of snow swirling round us. Spent a while trying to decide how to describe it only to discover that Ian McMillan* had tweeted the perfect simile: "tiny pieces of snow hang(ing)like wintry punctuation."

Briefly a proper mini-blizzard as we turned for home which cleared almost as soon as it arrived but left a wintry landscape.












*The Barnsley Poet (aka The Beat Generation Les Dawson)
@IMcMillan
ian-mcmillan.co.uk

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