The Blue Hour…..

……. which in reality lasts for only 10 minutes or so. The full moon wasn’t hanging around, having slid behind the cloud. Weather-wise there had been a frost and it was cold, almost raw. Maisie and I walked to the Burleigh Bridge, over it, then back via the true right bank. I side-tracked to visit Denise who has moved from Springlands to a “new” home near Redwoodtown. Denise and Harry the Spoodle walked part the way along the river with me. Once home my head cold came back to life. I postponed.a gardening session with friend Lynette and then lay low for the day.