A Winter's Tale

A glorious sunny day.  I lay in bed first thing with the window open, the fresh air drifting in as I listend to the birds singing.  After a swift visit to the supermarket, I had some lunch and went out for a walk along the lanes.  It was glorious.  There is so much to see in the landscape and the hedgerows - ferns, mosses, big old trees with multiple trunks and holes through them so you can see the sky above!  I went via the allotment which seemed fine although a new mole hill has appeared and the parsnips need harvesting.  I finished coming home via the old railway line where I picked up a few more Bramley apples from one of the houses which has them in a bucket outside for people to help themselves to.   I love the summer but winter days like this are such a pleasure.  As I walked at dusk this evening, the sky was pink and a low mist was forming over the fields.  The moon was high in the hazy sky and the pine trees formed tall silhouettes.  The air was cool and clear.