Sunday 9 January 2022

Sunday 09/01/2022

 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 last rays illuminated the landscape: the grasses, the gorse that never seems to stop flowering,


 the still bare branches of the two big beeches at the back of the field .
The fallen tree continues to provide a good frame for scenic views 

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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