By the Thames. A world apart from the grumbling, smoky red-tail-light traffic up above on the ring road A young tree points skywards. A cloudy Monday morning but there is still colour to be found in gentle browns, greens and greys.
East Hendred. Birch and puddles beneath a suddenly blue sky. The crisp air sun welcome after a week or more of rain and skies that made me feel I was living in a tupperware box. A spirit lifting morning.
In Christ Church College grounds. This gigantic tree dwarfs nearby college buildings and patterns the slowly clearing sky with bare branches and mistletoe baubles.
Thames Path near Donnington Bridge. Frosted cow parsley skeletons and a pink and blue sky. I could hardly feel my fingers. The smell of smoke from narrowboat woodburners seems to make time turn backwards.