Soft Views

Song thrushes calling out and promise of Spring. All who are up here before 7 am are even more smug than usual. We are bathed in gentle sunlight while all below are shivering in fog and likely to remain chilled until midday. This is one time when we are happy with a softer focus and no hard lines and contrasts. The birch branches have their pre-Spring red tips and there's a general alertness about all living things.