The Bend in the River….

Another heavy frost. This is the view of the distant Wither Hills just as the sun was turning them tones of ultramarine.. Sometimes Maisie hunts for water rats in the vegetation at the edge of the water.
I had a busy morning sorting old historical papers relating to some community groups and clubs. I will be passing papers on to the relevant clubs and groups for them to archive as they wish. It is very satisfying working with historical papers.