Tuesday 16 October 2018

Tuesday 16.10.2018

Fresh rather than murderous wind this morning, moving the low grey clouds along apace, occasionally revealing a slash of blue higher up.
In the woods - full on autumn......



...........complete with giddy flocks of chittery chattery birds flitting in and out of the trees - birds that clearly knew I`d left my binoculars at home - redwings? Probably. And we were escorted down the road by an equally excitable collection of chaffinches and yellowhammers, flitting from fence top to telephone wire, then swooping low across the stubble fields.

Yesterday on the top hill was another of those preternaturally still evenings,as if we`d ground to a halt and were just hanging, waiting. Impossible to grasp we were still spinning at nearly 1000 miles an hour while simultaneously hurtling around the sun at about 67,000.
A little easier to remember today.

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