Walking by the Wye

I walk every day, regardless of weather. With the unexpected sunshine today it was a pleasure to be out, and I walked to the river, with the puddles on the path reflecting the sky.

 Walking through the field to the river there is a most lovely view, with the church tower appearing through the trees, and hills behind.

 The Wye is very full, flowing swiftly. The water level has gone down today, but it's still  high.

I often stop and say hallo to these two trees, who look as though they are conversing.

Even the rather functional bridge looked good today. It's the sunshine.

And then back through Hay, where there was a really characteristic country town traffic jam.

I was going to write a poem, but I think the pictures speak for themselves!
Happy Walking!

haiku. ice. writer's block.

I'll have to find another way into the field until the thaw

beneath an ice coat -
immobile, imagining
warmth and open fields











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poem. beach huts. car park

long stay

parked up
until
the winter ticket
runs
out





I wonder how much it costs to purchase a car park ticket for a beach hut? And how you work out how many hours/months it is likely to be there?

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Haiku. cake ingredients

I always think about where ingredients come from, and I love the idea that the seasons and sunshine from a far off land arrive in my kitchen and are transformed into cake. Perhaps that's why cakes taste so good in the winter.

cherry & almond cake
comfort of warm fruits -
ripening in distant lands,
homely sunshine taste

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Crop Circle in the Snow

Here is the dressage arena in last week's snow. The sandy surface was not frozen under the snow, so two circles were cleared for exercising the horses. You can see the smaller of the two, and just part of the larger one curving in front. They were linked, and the smaller one became a turning circle!

I am assuming that human hands cleared the rather beautiful geometric shapes, completed by that little circle right in the middle. Or perhaps aliens who hadn't quite grasped the concept of Earth's seasons took the opportunity to practice their circles.

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