Ice abstract

Bitterly cold wind this morning, but a brisk walk round the loop line and across the park blew away the mental cobwebs of a busy week. It must be cold as the postie had trousers on!

There’s something rather magical about how icy weather transforms the most mundane environment into something beautiful. This is usually just a slightly muddy ditch alongside the path.

Just waiting for the bread machine to finish baking before lunch and then I have a cosy afternoon reading university texts and planning a workshop with a group.