My Sunday began with a rather nasty hangover. A bit too much wine last night with my very good friend whilst we put the world to rights and got inspired with talk of new ideas me thinks! Things got better, however, with the promise of tattie scones and egg from the ‘not quite right range’.
The day continued with a rather terrifying mix of badly placed cones, a mobility scooter on the road and some rather hungover driving. Surprisingly I got to the promised tattie scones in one peace and having hurt no one. And boy did they taste good!
After food a walk in the park was on the cards…
The park, it turns out, has turned into a snowman’s graveyard. It’s a wee bit sad to see all those lumps of melting snow scattered around in the now muddy, sodden grass.
So sticking to the slushy paths, dodging puddles and dog poo, I wandered onwards..
..past some fantastically twisted trees!
Fancy a game of tennis… The court was still white with snow. Was surprised that there was no snowmen lurking here. Untouched snow.. It was so tempting to go make one myself; or at least a cheeky wee snow angel! I restrained myself.. But only because I’d forgotten my gloves and I was quickly losing all feeling in my numb fingers!
The winter sun was setting fast now and was bathed in almost misty looking clouds.. Creations the most gorgeous light for photos.
I love taking my camera for a walk. I love that I never quite know what I’ll find! I also love that the cold fresh air put pay to the last of my grogginess and spinny head!