Winter Notes : Two

So wet by the end of December. We had days of torrential downpouring, I wondered if the water would ever stop falling. I found a little waterfall on the steps to Christchurch from Merton Grove.

A London visit. I don’t usually suffer from the dark. I love the little Christmas lights on trees, festive windows, candles and flame. It’s a time to hibernate, slow down and embrace the quiet. But this December we had the blackest Friday, and I craved a blue sky as I never have before. This is St Pancras Old Church on a bright Sunday afternoon.

Winter evenings. I can gaze for ages at the skies at this time of year; when they clear and the sun drops to give a pinky blue wash – perfect for silhouetting trees in their winter glory.

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