2009-01-09

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9th January

"Rooks resort to their next-trees. Hepaticas, winter-aconite, wall-flowers, daiseys, polyanths, black hellebores blow. Wheat looks well on the downs." Gilbert White, 1769 (Hampshire)


Everywhere shrouded in fog (and -5C!) when I left this morning, and still when I came home in the evening...


...but there was also frost starting to edge leaves...


...and spiderwebs...
Byslantedlight, 2009 (Cambs.)