Bridge over troubled water.

It has been a dismal day. Damp and the sort of cold that eats onto your bones if you dont keep moving. I had been indoors all day reading and making flap jacks. I needed some fresh air so went for a walk. The bridge in the picture took me over the swollen river mole.  It rushed along higher than usual and definitely a bit troubled.
Gratefuls:
Seeing the trees changing and shedding their leaves.
Reflection on a telephone conversation from yesterday.
Fresh air after feeling a bit hemmed in.