This morning was so pretty. We're at the stage where the weather is surely changing and we're just crossing the border from autum to winter. The nights are definetly darker and all our summer memories are slowly fading. Luckily, the landscape and winter atmosphere manages to keep us appreciative. Which means delicate layers of frost, the reflection of the sun, bursts of colours, watching our own breathe, the freshest of airs and a light glaze of mist that gives the countryside an edge of mystery. The combination of cold and sunlight can be admired for hours. As our traditional british winter leers around the corner, although cold and dull it is undoubtedly breath-takingly beautiful.
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