Late afternoon

I popped out for a blip; it was perishing out, so I didn't stay long. I was struck by the light on this tree, so I decided to try a different angle from my usual views of the village. You can see the church, the clock tower, and Alaric (with his hat) here.

We've spent most of the day huddling by the fire; in my case reading Walking the Woods and the Water, Nick Hunt's recreation of Patrick Leigh Fermor's famous walk. I'm enjoying it so far; it's a chastening reminder of the massive changes in Europe since the 1930s.