IMG_1346The first truly chilly start of the season.  It began with drive through retina-melting low sun interspersed with patches of clichéd moorland mist.  On arrival at Lionel and Lavinia’s I was surprised by the forgotten feeling of early morning cold and damp.  Coats were scrambled for, shoulders slightly hunched, work the antidote to dankness.  Shrubs were draped with cauls of gossamer, lawns diamond studded.  Then the promised warmth slowly unwrapped us, first jackets, then fleece were stripped.  Finally sleeves were pushed up and brows wiped.  On cue the speciality of the house was welcomed, reviving Mexican lime cordial, previous shivers all but forgotten.

10 thoughts on “Gossamer

  1. That photo is a work of art, beautiful. Isn’t it wonderful when the sun does come out at this time of year and the warmth seeps in to everything.


  2. Lovely photo Gill. I don’t think I would have been out and about quite as early as you yesterday, but it was very warm in Broadstairs. I managed to get a few daffs planted. The only problem with the crisp mornings is knowing what to wear. I was in shorts by the end of the day!

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.