Finished Foxglove

A walk in the rain mirrored the weather of last New Years Day.  The short drive to the river was entertaining as there were a number of revelers still wending their way home or to the next house many the worse for wear after the nights festivities.

I parked the car, the only car there and had the whole river to myself, the river the foxgloves died back some time ago but their white fronds create a strange eerie sight 

Peace and Happiness to you and yours this New Year