Still in the Grip

The cold hangs on. Useful in some respects. It's easier to avoid muddy boots for one. Day after day with no need for wellingtons.

The other side is the ice itself always threatening to bring you down to its level.

An ice rink has formed on the public footpath across Blacka Hill. This was once a one foot wide path only slightly damp. Now it's either a flood or a skating opportunity.

A little sunlight would have cheered us up but there are still attractions. The bird gang around the feeding station get increasingly fond of us as the winter drags on.