Light Siren

The clear air of the last week was replaced by a haze this morning, turning the whole landscape white with frost. I was able to watch the haze condense to mist, which slowly and inexorably filled the valley, rising and enveloping the house. I could see this light coming through the trees from my living room window. It was like a siren call!

I actually took a couple of short walks on the moor before I eventually went for a long run. I worked up a good sweat in the sun and then cooled rapidly when I left it behind, stopping a little too often for photographs. There were very many to choose from.