Winter Mist

I love this mist that sweeps in with the sun shining through it.  Pure white, almost a portal to Paradise. Today (Sunday) as I write, the mist is grey and dull. It's raining and we're going to the carols at Finkins shortly.

After the mist, we went to the Rotary Club Christmas Tree Festival at St Botolph's. The extras show the trees I voted for.