Another heavy frost overnight. So heavy, when I glanced out the window without my glasses first thing, I thought it had been snowing.
Another circuit around the lanes. The puddles in the ruts on the track had frozen solid. Cold still air with bright sunshine: my absolute favourite weather.
Spotted a couple standing forlornly in a field next to a blue plastic sheet that appeared to be covering something horse-shaped.
A pair of bullfinches near the Lane Ends pub. Not particularly common around here. Always a treat.
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