Up on the top field at moon-set this morning: love the idea that she`s been arc-ing over us all night - or we`ve been turning gently underneath her.......astronomically inaccurate however you describe it but perception is all.
Hard frost had turned everything crisp and white and we crunched round, dogs one and two checking everything was still where it should be as the sky in the east turned redder though we were back and in before the sun (which for some reason I think of as "he") finally appeared over the horizon.
Looks set to be a fine cold clear day so we may make it up to the woods later.....the forecast for tomorrow is far less enticing.
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