Coldred Morning Sun
Tuesday. It’s a sunny, wintry day—clear skies but really cold, only 2°C when Dash and I left for the school run. Cars along our street were well and truly iced up, and I joined several of my neighbours busily scraping windscreens and warming their engines. On the way home, the light was gorgeous. I stopped in Coldred to photograph the avenue of trees leading into the village. This scene has appeared in my blips several times already, but with seasonal changes and the dramatically shifting weather, it continues to surprise.
