Sunday, 14 November 2010


Piercing, searching, biting cold (as Charles Dickens would have put it) as we set out for our walk this morning.  Although the thermometer wasn't much lower than four degrees, the dampness of the early mist, made it feel much colder.
The scene which greeted us was dark and gloomy as the sun struggled against overwhelming odds to pierce the mist.  We walked out towards the lakes of Straw's Bridge and returned through the local nature reserve of  Peewit Carr.  The huge quantity of water which dominated the scene a few days ago has dispersed and the canal and wetlands are back to their more usual levels.  But it remains very wet under foot.
Back home for hot coffee I think!
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