This morning’s blue moon

Above – at 7.53.a.m. through the bathroom window.

Below – at 8.15.a.m. through the attic window.

Every morning is a new beginning. I hope that all your new beginnings bear fruit. For myself - I’m hoping that this year will be better than the last. It began very well, in Bakewell – below.

We fed the ducks, geese and gulls, and then we went for a walk along the Monsal trail. The morning sun made the frosty grass glisten like glitter on a Christmas card. (“Nature is creeping up,” as James Whistler would say.)