Pylon Horizon

Today me and my brother had, what have taken to calling, our "Christmas do".  We do the vast majority of the household chores at home  - shopping, cooking, cleaning and laundry and get to pay 90% of the bills too (yes, we are that lucky!) so when we reach this point in the year we invite only each other for our very own Christmas shindig.
This time we headed back to the Red Bell at Eccles. We were warmly greeted by the staff and shown to our table right next to a gloriously warm open fire. We raised a toast to ourselves and then both settled on a roast turkey dinner with red cabbage, roast potatoes, carrots, parsnips and lashings of gravy. The food was absolutely delicious, the atmosphere was lovely and the staff were friendly and attentive. A thoroughly marvellous Christmas do!
We decided on taking the scenic journey back home via the road to Peters village and made a detour back to Burham at the foot of the Kent Downs. We stopped outside the gloriously atmospheric St Mary's church and then walked down a nearby path out on to the banks of the River Medway which is where I took today's main shot (better viewed large). It's quite a sparse landscape with only some trees and a line of electricity pylons on the horizon but it has a bleak beauty of its very own especially with that rather brooding sky.
Before heading back to the car we took the chance for a look around the inside of St Mary's. There was nobody else around and if felt a real privilege to have the whole church to ourselves. It has an austere but beautiful atmosphere to it which I couldn't quite seem to capture with my camera but then I saw the little snowman on the windowsill with the fading afternoon light coming in through the window and knew that would be my extra.