Sun rising on the solstice day.

I was on Danebury Hill this morning to watch the sun rise on the shortest day, there were some brilliant colours. I wonder what used to happen when the fort was inhabited during iron age times?

Whilst walking back down I saw the kestrel photographed sitting on a gatepost scanning the ground for its breakfast.

Spent the rest of the day wrapping and getting ready before RF and I took Murphy for his Christmas trim the went for dinner at the pub. She had set her mind on some Christmas fare but it was a Thai evening, despite that the food, for me,c was gorgeous