It’s colder today, just below freezing. The frost was so thick this morning that it lay like snow on the still green grass. At mid-afternoon, it still lies where the sun has not yet reached. Homemade chicken soup, hot coffee and a fire help warm our cottage while I think of warm June days. Six months ago, the sun was in the sky from 4:00am to almost 11:00pm. Now, it rises at 6:00ish and sets at 4:00ish. Midwinter gets into your bones … thought I’d go back in my memory to a walk down a country lane on a warm midsummer day.
I start at the sheep pasture …
Turning away from the pasture, the country lane beckons.
As I exit the tunnel, the skies reveal themselves to be busy and close today.
Inevitably, I stripped over an exposed root and there, beneath the Nettle and Hawthorn, I found it.
A little further on, I find their playground, jutting out from the corner of a fence.
There was a sheen of ice on the pond today. The Mallards had to scramble across it to get to the warmer waters by the island, orange legs glowing against the silvery grey. Summer will come again. The Solstice will soon be here; Mid-Winter isn’t so very far away. After that, walks in the lane will become warmer and soon it will be June again. Until then, these pictures will keep me warm.