A New Year. Perfect winter`s day. This morning, just before sunrise, the air ear-bitingly cold but very still, the sky clear, distant lights twinkling and, somewhat surprisingly given the temperature, one or two of the braver birds trying out a chorus or two.
Stayed sunny all day though the temperature hardly shifted and began to plummet again as the sun went down.
the still bare branches of the two big beeches at the back of the field .
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and this evening, if you look hard enough, caught the demi-moon as it waxed its way across the sky.
We crunched our way back down across the frozen snow, watching the sky where the sun had disappeared (to the south-west at this time of year) turning a pearly pink.
If all our winter days were like this there`d be nothing to complain about.
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