Nothing finer than a winter walk for the restoration of equilibrium, Mr Uphilldowndale and I were both in need the other afternoon. We went down by the river, always a good move.
Up through the woods and across the fields.
Spud had a high old time, you can just see him here, heading off towards a rather handsome wall, that’s topped with snow.
At the moment freezing rain is hammering against the windows and the rising wind has been piling snow back into the lanes this afternoon. The forecast is for the weather to get warmer over the weekend and for the snow to melt; we’ll be glad to see the back of it for a while I think. The weather conditions have led to tragedy.
We walked back past the church, not a bat or a bear in sight.
I saw some photos of ‘ zombie snowmen’ in the press this week, I had to admire the skill in their making, their location was described as a disused graveyard in Bristol, it led me to wonder, how can graveyard be disused? Its not like a factory is it? Isn’t always going to be ‘in use’ by its residents?
Uphilldowndale 