Goodness, its been glorious here. SO cold and frosty and clear. This week was THE WEEK:: the week where I stop hating winter and being depressed by the dark. Every morning as we have headed off out into the world to go about what ever business that has called, it has been GLORIOUS. Sun and cold and ice and frost. Every morning, I have seriously ached to tromp out to the fields with my camera and capture the ice and the light.
Seeing as a plastic support band seems to be the only thing holding my pelvis together, tromping is a bit off the cards. But waddling down the street, camera in hand is not.
Kevin even stopped the car when we were running ridiculously late so I could take some pictures of the Cow Parsley/Queen Annes Lace (I never know if there is a difference). Its a small village i live in and inevitably I get asked questions. The best was when we stopped the car and I was taking some photos, another car stopped and took photos too. Can’t confirm I was the inspiration, but I LOVED the camaraderie of the situation.
Apparently we have the whole weekend of this ahead of us, so some gentle waddles will be on the cards. Add in some soup and knitting and we have a perfect weekend ahead!
Hope yours is good.