3°C, dry, thin cloud.
Group walk up the chase, Rosie gets accessorised.
Throwing ice sheets across this frozen pond is strangely satisfying. It must be the same satisfaction that vandals get, (the vandals who wreck things, not the ones who ran around Germany a few centuries ago). Further- if you make a small hole in the ice, then splash around in the shallows, the water gushes up through the hole like a miniature geyser. Well, in a is-that-it kind of way. You had to be there.
It’s always a pleasure to find a blog that doesn’t start to shut down my vital organs.
Julia WooWoo
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