I went out this morning, looking for the sun, it was a bit tardy and reluctant to haul its self over the hills. It was cold, I was a base layer short of being comfortable, I was a touch cold about the kidneys by the time the sun appeared.
There was no one about down at the reservoir, my only companion was a robin who was as pleased to see the sun as I was.
Where do I start? Everything looked rather scrumptious and at this rate I’ll still be posting ice and snow photos well into May, I’ve taken so many.
The club house, at the sailing club
The race hut
Confusing eh? a break in the ice, with the reflection of the hillside from across the valley in the perfectly still water
Seed heads and cobwebs
So many different formations and texture of ice
not to mention colours