Stationary

By the time me and Bruce got out for a short sharp walk this evening the station was bereft and still, the car park had emptied and the passengers had long since escaped the elements. We too soon hurried back to the fire and shut the door to the biting wind and shower of hail that chased us home. Our friend the pylon watched with interest the comings and goings - unmoved. I think the lack of daylight's beginning to get to me!

You can see my friend the pylon in sunnier climes :)