The bitter cold of this (so far) snow-free January let up yesterday. I could NOT resist taking a nice long “Thinking Walk” (to borrow a phrase from Winnie the Pooh).
I was rewarded with this beauty of a fishing shed and her wobbily door.
As you can imagine, I wasn’t alone. Lots of dog walkers. I bet most doggies protested two days ago when the wind chill was -20C. But yesterday was a glorious 10c above. And out we all trotted!
(Honestly, a girl has to have a flexible wardrobe to get through winters here.)
The crows were plentiful, too. They were calling to each other, foraging in the grasses and even, like this one, stopping to rest and appreciate.
At least that’s what I like to think he was doing. Or maybe he had me under surveillance.
Crows know things.
Linked with Norm’s Thursday Doors