Gorgeous apricot light this morning. As I cycled to work, the gusts of wind carried a little cold rain. "I'm not sleet," it said, gently menacing, "but I could be..."

Now it is. The weather seems to have remembered it's Winter, at last.

The geese are on the move. On Sunday, a great skein of them - over fifty, but I was looking at the shape rather than counting - swept over the National Trust gardens at twice tree height and disappeared South in the golden afternoon sun. I could see everyone looking up at them and looking at the leaves just turning, and thinking how impossibly ( Read more... )

I wouldn't normally describe drizzle as beautiful, but this morning, with the sun shining through it - low and almost lemon-yellow - it was.

First daffodils spotted this morning! Oddly, the ones that are usually out first (tiny ones at the bottom of a South-facing wall) are still buds, but further along the road there are one or two in full flower.

I always think that the daffodil has an incredibly appropriate shape. They really are the fanfare for Spring.

I passed at least four pickets this morning; the ones further from the town centre were looking a bit sparse and chilly when I went past, so I hope they get warmer weather and/or more reinforcements, or they may need to break out the oil drums. I rather surprised one lot by tinging my bike bell at the sign that said 'beep beep' in large letters, ( Read more... )

Well, what else are LJs for ( Read more... )

Found a tick on the cat yesterday. Horrible things, brrr ( Read more... )

You'd think that not having to go into work would give me lots of time. Turns out that there still aren't quite enough hours in the day, so I'm going to be trimming my flist a bit. With any luck I might actually have enough time to write a few posts soon!

I'm unlikely to be around much between now and January, so to those who celebrate Christmas: have a very good and merry one, and to everyone: all the best for the New Year!

It's not sticking, but still: snow!