and snow in the woods that didn`t exactly crunch underfoot - more of a sort of squeak - but made for a bracing walk.
As we turned for home down the hill, the sun had set, the air snapped at the nose and ears while the waxing moon hung suspended as if frozen into place.
No snow in the Cotswolds last week though it was cold enough. Beautiful walks,
signs of spring
including the general madness and jollity of a good old wassail.
An unscheduled stopover in Glasgow afforded more wintry, bonny walks
before a brief return to the frozen north..........heading south again on Sunday for a bit of the very wonderful https://www.celticconnections.com Can`t wait!
Meantime: first post today on new blog: https://thebookgourmand.blogspot.com
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