Ringinglow is engulfed in fog this morning and had I got close enough to them, I'm sure that the sheep would have smelled of wet wool.
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
Fog
Dew laden webs on the deck this morning herald the arrival of autumn and remind me of walking to school with my Mum, when I was 5 or 6, twirling the webs which hung from the trees and hedges onto a stick.
Ringinglow is engulfed in fog this morning and had I got close enough to them, I'm sure that the sheep would have smelled of wet wool.
Ringinglow is engulfed in fog this morning and had I got close enough to them, I'm sure that the sheep would have smelled of wet wool.
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