3 pm, sunset over Simonside

Brrrh. A chilly minus 11c this morning.

I walked to the book group pooled lunch wearing 4 layers plus my Siberian fox fur hat bought in Uzbekistan. I was still cold. The Rayburn has been churning away all day providing the heating.

It would be the perfect day for writing Christmas cards but i’ve not had time to buy any. I told Mr C I would only be sending cards to old people this year. He asked how old was old as most of our friends are our age, ie over 70. oh he’s so droll.

The sun set behind Simonside at 3pm. I took the photo through the window.