At first sight the hedge looked as though it had wisps of thread attached to it. I looked again. Spiders’ webs, the frost clinging to them, like torn hairnets over the leaves. Continue reading
The garden this morning was frosty. I hung the washing on the airer above the bath.
Christmas cards continue to arrive, but I still haven’t sent any.
No, instead I spent some time in the garden with Not Cat. I took some pictures too. Frost makes the most ordinary
I think I may have to post a few pictures for this one. Maybe one a day.Continue reading
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