Over the bay

The temperatures still go down. At 9am today it was -15. Brr!

Yesterday we went over to the Pub again. On the way the scene was beautiful. The white snow reflected the bright blue sky turning the sands & pavements a luminous blue. Across the bay the Lakeland fells shine in their thick white coats. A few stalks of grass peep out in the hedgerows. Just above the land mass the sky is almost yellow. The scene is so quiet. The traffic is much reduced. Over us two swans flap leisurely across the road, necks outstretched. Idyllic.

By the time we come home, an hour later the scene has changed. It remains quiet. The temperature is dropping fast. But now, the limpid water is almost green, a dark bluey green. The sky is suffused with pinks & yellows as the sun sets. The fells on the other side are just grey shapes. But the clouds are purple billows, rounded & curvaceous as they climb one above another. Stunning.

For all that all this snow is getting to me, it has to be admitted at times it just takes your breath away.