The river Roskhill flows gently towards the sea, ceaselessly providing us with the tranquil sounds of its journey.
During the night 15cms of snow fell covering the lane in a white carpet. I was fortunate to walk in the snow before anyone else. There were some a prints from animals and birds. The snow was glistening in the sun’s rays as it rose above the meadow. Winter Morning The sunshine glows in anContinue reading “Pure Winter Snow”
Despite the ground being frozen solid and the night temperatures not rising above -7.7c this beautiful white hellebore is still flowering. This lifted my spirits and made me appreciate nature more.