Walking home

After what seems to be too long in the house and with too little exercise, Cliff and I decided a walk was in order. The temperature may be zero (feels like -6C with wind chill) but we have long-johns, warm jackets, gloves, socks, hats and sturdy boots. We drove to a nearby village and stode out across the fields spangled with frosty thistle stars . . .


After a few miles we decided that instead of turning back and retracing our steps, we'd walk all the way home and collect the car later.

earth stood hard as iron

water like a stone

but in the hedges
signs of Spring