Golden Morning

The first really cold morning of the season. As I came over the brow of the hill I was amazed by the golden light across the fields. I had to cross the road carefully, it was slippery. Very soon a cloud blotted out the early morning sun.

At the edge of the flood water there are some greylag geese grazing. I tried to snap some on Sunday, but they heard me and waddled too far away for my zoom.