Sunday 24th January begins with frost and fog. I’m advised not to venture out in such weather. So no 10-miler today. Instead, I keep it local
Overlooking the Yare from Haven Bridge, a few steps from mine
St Nicholas Churchyard… cos where else would you go on a freezing foggy morning?
I invite you to join me… beware vampires & werewolves
In my short walk I became fascinated with the Victorian “Cult of the Dead”
And iron that’s wrought into fanciful shapes…
…in emulation of nature?
Leaving the cemetery, I head to the beach…
I crunch over sand patterned with yesterday’s footprints, now solidly frozen
Not much to see… fog, frost, no birds, the sea a gentle sigh… waiting for the sun to winkle through
You can see by how high the sun how late this is
I hope you enjoyed, and I bet you’re warmer than I was. More photos from this morning walk on Tuesday