Another lethargic start today, but not really! I did get out for a run, on a day where the shade of grey never changed from dawn to dusk and rain occassionally sprinkled down like monochrome hundreds of thousands.
I was on the hunt for the bright yellow blooms of winter aconite, surely they'd be on view now in their usual place in Friary Road park. But they aren't, same as the snowdrops haven't progressed in the cemetery apart from that one little clump.
What there was was another day of mist on the water, with the shoveller back doing their strange heads down dance on the shrouded surface.
It looked like an early morning scene from a horror film.
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