creating something out of a lot of little nothings
The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood ... a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind. ~ Katherine Mansfield
Sunday, 25 November 2012
This morning the sun is shining, everything is bathed in a golden light, with strong, cold wind. We decided to pay a visit to the Wistow Country Park where there is a garden centre and bought lots of bags of half price bulbs. The surrounding area is very low-lying and the fields have suffered flooding as a result.
All the sheep have been moved to higher pasture, but the ducks and gulls have taken full advantage of all the extra water around.
It is almost like living in the Lake District, water, water, everywhere.
Some trees have managed to hang on to their leaves despite the strong winds. Everywhere looks beautiful in the sunshine. More rain to come I expect, some roads are flooded, making it rather exciting to travel about.