Home alone

I am still working. Opportunities for for photos have been limited to a trip to drop the kids off at the house and to pick up fire wood and coal. (It has turned properly cold again. Sunny, though, so no complaints.)

However, staring out of the kitchen window while waiting for the kettle to boil, I realised I've very rarely seen "my" field at this time of day, the sun coming from the west, casting the shadows the other way and giving the scene a slightly different shape.

So, here are my trees. I'm back at my desk with a fresh coffee. As you were.