Only the Creamist

Lonely walk up the hill this morning, the real highlight was the moon bursting through as we reached the trig point and lighting our way.

Work was a transformation of tremendousness.

Gave blood at lunchtime and met up with some blippers for tea and cake.

A lovely evening walk with the stars fighting to be seen over the city lights.

Got all the jam ready for tomorrow's school fayre, hope we sell the stuff.

The snow has arrived a mere sprinkling compared with the drifts else where.