Boring

Back from the wet holiday on Dartmoor. [Back blips follow]

Our standard Sunday walk is muddy and windy with sporadic showers.

A lovely break in the clouds allowed the sun to shine on this dead tree just as I passed and picked out the detail of the beetle tunnels under where the bark had been. For a moment there was light and blue skies.

It went away. The storm is coming. I wonder if the dead tree will survive the blow??