Yesterday it was icy blues,white and steely greys on an afternoon when the air was cold enough to bite your nose but there wasn`t a breath of wind.
Enough snow to crunch satisfyingly underfoot without impeding progress,
winter silhouettes
and icing on the gorse.
This afternoon, sunnier, still freezing but with a nippy little breeze to keep us moving briskly along, noting that the local sheep, still out in the fields, solve the heat or eat dilemma by sitting on their food
On a January afternoon like this,
the last few weeks of deluge and floods seem a long way away - as do Christmas and New Year for that matter. In between there`s been much pounding of streets, not to mention dancing,mummering and merry japes on the streets of a Gloucestershire town.
Good food, good company and two wonderfully long train journeys which amongst other things afforded time to read this extraordinary book:
Phew.
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