Hangingstone Tump

I enjoyed a quick excursion on the moor before going into the office, and managed to beat the rain too. It has suddenly turned very wintry again.

There's an odd thing going on at the moment. I'm repeatedly bumping into the same two people, in different parts of town and on the moor. I encountered them both again this morning. If you read this H or N, I'm not stalking you. Honest!

I feel like I'm brewing words right now. They're still in the pot, being given a stir every day. I'm not sure when they will be ready to pour out! But you'll probably notice when they do!!

PS This gives a bit of context to a blip from a few days ago. You might recognise four of those trees!