Awoke to glorious sunshine and a hard frost, and we Iooked forward to a bright wintery dog walk. But I should have spent less time with my tea and toast, and by the time we set off, high cloud was slowly moving in from the north, and the sunshine had headed south. At least the high cloud was thin, the diffuse light still brightly cheerful, and the air still. And best of all we walked over the frozen mud, recently churned up by farm vehicles, as we strolled, or in Tia's case trotted, between the frozen floodwater in the bottom field and the adjacent river, still high from recent rain.
This looks as if you were walking in Australia not England but in summer not winter. These are our summer colours as we wait for the first rains of the wet season.
Ian