First day...

...of Winter

I knew when Winter swirled -
Not by the whitened world,
Or the silver skeins in the lanes
Or frost
In patterns on window panes:
But because there were transfer-sheets
By the bottles of spice and sweets
In the shops in the two little streets
~Taken from 'The Calendar' by Barabar Euphan Todd~

A beautiful early morning walk in the crisp, frost painted field...marred by Jim having a tantrum over a lovely Collie who did not want to play. I feel more training/discipline is needed....