Finally!

Wharncliffe Edge without any mist, so we could see straight up the Stocksbridge Valley.

A walk with my sister on this sunny morning, which was so welcome after the dull day we had yesterday.  The wind was a bit nippy, hence the hat, though I wasn’t wearing one.

Once upon a time, in the days when I remembered how to get to here without all the elaborate explorations I’ve engaged in during the last week, I I used to walk from home - about three and a half miles, so a seven mile round trip.

What happens to my memory when I don’t have photographs (and Blipfoto) to tell the story?

And a rather abstract extra for today - I always forget about the weekly challenges.