Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

Misty Monday frost..

The air was bitter cold, my cheeks frozen into a grimace, the mist laying heavy in the dips and hollows playing havoc with my depth perception. Stillness and silence. Down by the river it was so cold, the grass all thick with frost and the parked cars like iced cakes.

Not the best weather for my back or my teeth but soooooo bloody beautiful that I couldn't help but stand for a while and enjoy it.

Monday..where does the time go?....

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