I realised that today means there are just fourteen days until Christmas Eve. I can hardly wait! I mustn't be a Scrooge or I must endeavour to try not to be. Here is my try.
This started out quite sensibly then the Adrian Effect manifested itself. It has gone a stage further at the end of this post but I must warn epilepsy suffers to avoid the last image today.
After a chilly night we wandered out in good light and a heavy frost. I forgot my spikey feet so was slip sliding all over the place. The first half mile was accomplished to the sound of my shouted….BLESS MY SOULS!!…..and ……WILL YOU TWO DEARS STOP PULLINGS!!!….Fortunately we had the world to ourselves.
The sun breaks the horizon. This is shot from a recumbent position. Not altogether intentionally but whilst I was on my arse I retained sufficient presence of mind to realise that the composition was better. The road is like a skating rink.
Into the field, dogs set free and on to the bridge.
Here’s one and where there is one the other will not be far away. I collected them up and we headed our tip toe, slip toe, way back for breakfast. I’m relieved that there was no one to watch my little step, pinched bum wander. They may have concluded I’d had an accident. I hadn’t but it was a close run thing. Frightening is ice!
Switch off now if you had a heavy night………………………