Red on Black

I tramped across the Meadows at first light this morning into the teeth of an arctic blast carrying with erratic flurries of light sleet or snow- it was difficult to tell.
I was paying the price for refusing to buy a stamp to send a birthday card on a journey of half a mile to a friend for her birthday.

I took two photos on my journey back and this is one of them. I don't intend going out again any time soon........... oh go on then, I've left a message on the phone of my friend o.m.ts, offering to venture forth to visit her this afternoon, but she hasn't replied yet. Perhaps she doesn't want to see me, or perhaps she's frozen to death behind her door.