Layers of Grey

I slept badly last night. When the cats woke me up at 7 a.m., I wasn't amused. But after a leisurely breakfast, I felt less grumpy, and asked our neighbour and friend B whether she'd go for a walk with me. She's just arrived back home, after three weeks in tropical Southeast Asia, and not yet used to our wind-chilled 0°C.

But she did come along, and we stayed mostly between gardens and orchards, which are a bit more sheltered from the wind than the open vineyards. 

It was good to chat and walk, even on this grey day.