Golden chill

Wake to golden sun
ice spikes march along fence tops
pigs uncertain for once. [*]

 

The usual perspective seems inverted as the normally hazy grey mountains become gleaming bright in the horizontal rays of the early sun.

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A new record last night (only for this winter as last year’s data was lost in a laptop mishap)

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The fence rails are coated in ice crystals

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and the meadow grass likewise

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The next door sheep take to their mound

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To maximise their exposure to the low angle sun

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Having been unmoved by deep mud for many weeks, Bert moves hesitantly as his feet meet the resistance of a slight crust before breaking through to the gloop beneath

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The air chills the cheek but at the same time the sun, although weak, warms the back. Bert feels that too

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Spot wonders what all the fuss is about

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A passing rabbit doesn’t waste energy on unnecessary hops, deciding instead to stare it out from beneath a shrub

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The bird feeders are swarmed with Chaffinches, Blue Tits, Great Tits and Goldfinches with a sprinking of Green Finches, House Sparrows, Siskins and one Coal Tit

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Woodpecker, Dunnock and Nuthatch also visit while birds pause to soak up sun energy

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[*] Thanks to Ros for reminding me about Haiku

 

 

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