Yesterday was a strange day. The sun shone brightly. The mists swirled around, constantly changing. One minute all looked bright, skies blue, the next minute the garden had disappeared into the white of the mist.
In the afternoon we ventured out. First we set off to the doctor's (to collect a prescription). As we drove along the road, I was commenting on the weather. The Fox hadn't noticed how odd it was. Then we turned a corner & suddenly the distance turned white.
After the surgery we went on to Morrisons, observing the ever changing scene. Fortunately the mists never closed in too close to make driving a problem. After that we went on to the Pub. As went along the prom, north past the golf course, we were surprised by the sight of Hest Bank. This village is on a hill. At first all you could see was brilliant white vertical rectangles floating in the air, dislocated from the ground. It looked like some sort of abstract paining. It was only as you came closer that you realised that the white vertical blocks were in fact the chimneys on the houses.
By the time we came home an hour or so later, the mists had cleared. Instead we had a brilliant sunset had appeared, all reds & oranges. Breathtaking.
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