Then another frost

Jack Frost was doing his thing, lovely hairy frost.  The type that glitters as you walk past. Has meant lots of layering up, gloves and huggingly by the heaters in the studio. Sunlight through our beech trees. Frozen hips of

After the storm

All the leaves have gone from the trees now.     Autumn is glorious in Northumberland, only lasts for a few weeks and then a good gust of wind sends all the leaves tumbling down in one night. Leaves floating