Tuesday, November 18, 2025

Cold, sky and Leonids.

1. The weather has changed and the cold is like a smack in the face.

2. I stop on our hill to compare the sky with my astronomy app. End up marvelling and gossiping about celestial matters with my neighbour and a passer-by.

3. I glance up as I lift the bin and a shooting star falls down the southern sky.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....