Closing in

The weather here at Thirlmere was closing in - just got to the top of Raven Crag before the sleet, rain and wind engulfed the valley. Raven Crag and the wind played daft b*ggers and whipped the woolly hat from my head and I had to hunt for it in the snow, but they kindly decided to let me have it back.

wintry thirlmere day
buzzard soars high, leaving life
calling to the lost