It has been a cloudless blue day today. The sun has shone from dawn till dusk. I had some Marie Curie fund raising envelopes to deliver about the parish so I set forth this morning with my trusty terrier and a beloved weekend guest. We tramped up and down the drive and then on along the track, round the edge of fields and down a grassy tree-lined avenue to cover the area I have been designated. On such a beautiful day it was a bit of a treat!
Jack Frost danced through the wood last night, leaving his trademark glisten on the leaf litter and undergrowth,
but amid the collapse and decline of this year's growth I spied the promise of the new year with these hazel catkins.
One garden in a steading development we visited had a rose bush in full bloom. There is something poignant about any flower blooming outside its customary season and these beauties were no exception. We have a dainty primrose in flower in the garden at the moment! It's been there for weeks. In fact it's the same plant I photographed last Easter, covered in snow. We live in crazy times.
There is still plenty of colour in the countryside. I am enjoying it all, some of the colours are so intense. In 2011 we had snow on 25 November and it stayed for months, but I have far too much work to do in the garden before it disappears under a blanket of white, so I am keeping my fingers crossed that we do not have a repeat performance this year!