Grizzle

Today is a day that feels like a glass half empty. Grey, windy, classic Derbyshire November; I call it grizzle. Locals say there are two seasons in Derbyshire; June and the rest of the year. In spite of all the rain, even Carsington looks half empty as the sun rises.

Something had left a gift on the gatepost into one of the top fields. It had lost nothing of the original scarlet it had once been, Holly? Hawthorn? Luckily my gloves are black…

Looking out across the water, a cold breeze breaking the surface made me shiver and think of my husband who was out sailing on it only yesterday.

When I asked the ranger why the water was so low he replied, ‘Low? It’s actually three quarters full…’IMG_2669

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