Thursday, 15 December 2016

Frosty Mornings


Frosty sunny mornings are one of my favourites. I always feel alive. I want to wrap up warm in a snugly sweater, pull on hat and gloves and get out into the fresh icy air.

And if theses days arrive on a slow Sunday morning so much the better ......... Sundays sat outside, on the edge of the canal, eating a breakfast of warm croissants and drinking hot chocolate - perfect.....


 

The frost had touched all the barges and wood smoke scents the air as fires are stoked up on the barges....




But it was warm sat in the sunshine, hands wrapped around hot mugs......




All was quiet, sounds seeming muted and only the occasional voice can be heard - until the sun started to melt the frost and warm the barges....




and then the activity started - swans came to beg for crumbs, walkers and cyclists travel the towpath, engines on barges cough into life and boats begin manoeuvring...... the canal had woken up and everyones day had begun.




Have a great day
Love Lizx