Snowdrops!

How is it that one suddenly sees them? Or is it that I am unobservant and don't notice things until they hit me in the eye?

Either way, here among the fallen apples and the branches of the fallen apple tree are the first snowdrops to appear in our garden. Don't they lift the spirits.

Winter beauty

I set off for a walk in a filthy mood. I am fed up with wind, rain, mud, fog. Then, at the top of the hill, I stop and look around me.

Spot the dog

Him outdoors

Frog trying to clear the flood on the road below our house:

Spot the dog

Watermeadows - the calm after the storm

Beech tree and blue sky - the calm between the storms

A sea of mist - the view from the hill this morning

Sheep in the landscape

Keeping their distance from Dog:

Sheltering in the gullies from former tin-mining on Dartmoor:

Keeping each other warm:

Resting under an old oak tree: