This morning there was mist and dew at the Glebe, soon to be burned away as the Sun got to work.
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A Misty, moisty Boxing Day.
If Christmas day does not allow a walk in the countryside or by the sea, the 26th will have to see us on our feet. That is how we were in 2021, despite the mud underfoot, the puddles almost big enough to count as floods and a sky 20cm above our heads. A short walk to Harbledown and Golden Hill, which did not live up to its name today.
On Golden Hill
Jewelled raindrops on the Hawthorn.
Looking North across the mist from Golden Hill, and below, looking East, a white house just visible through the mist.
Let’s hope the rain allows another walk before the holiday is over. No white Christmas here!
Through the Mist
No photograph to share with you this time.
It was a misty, moisty morning. There was no point in looking up, but I did. Somewhere not far above my head a pair of swans scythed through the air with their insistent, harmonised beat.
A winter’s morning.