Striding Out

A bitter chill but while there's daylight hours after work is done, a blast of fresh icy air clears the mind (and freezes your face into a fixed position but we won't dwell on that).

Catherine and I headed out as the clouds threatened rain and the glow of the horizon in readiness for the dropping sun, burned pale orange.

It was bracing but as always, we were glad to be out to see the vista's across Yorkshire, playing hide and seek behind the clouds. Every time a different view :o)