Mell Fell

Through the larch and lichen window 

I went over to feed the cats and, much to my relief, Ash appeared looking perfectly nonchalant. I couldn’t decide where to walk so headed into town (another fleeting sighting of a hare) to do some shopping and then went up Mell Fell to see if the cherry was in blossom yet. Too early still. It was bitterly cold and as I got back to the car a hefty hail shower passed through and the temperature dropped to 3 degrees.