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A cold and frosty morning

On a sunny Saturday morning, sparkling with frost, the dogs and I walked around our favourite field. There was a satisfying crunch of walking boot on frozen mud and, as always, glorious views to Fife, Edinburgh and Arthur's Seat and the Garleton Hills to the east.


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  1. I have a very quick look at all your lovely photos...it looks like you are having some fine frosty weather there.
    Love the walks and the vases. May very well be in Hampshire over Christmas.

    Lots going on here, not much time to browse your blog.

    Love

    Sally xx

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    1. A visit to the running wave whenever you can manage it is always very welcome! Christmas in Hampshire - what could be better! Fingers crossed. xxx

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