More snow over night meant rather surprisingly I was able to get Harry out this morning– it gave the ice a bit of grip.
Only dog walkers and a few mad joggers were about which was a shame as it was so beautiful down the beach with the sun dancing on the snow.
Stella was telling me she has a flock of redwings devouring her pryacantha and I noticed the bush over the road had been picked clean.
My birds are keeping me busy with their demands for warm water and food, food and more food – if you do nothing else for your birds give them water as soon as I defrost the water bowl they are there drinking.
As Harry and I were leaving the beach I noticed a rusty chain with the broken sign….waving in the sub zero wind it looked liked industrial bunting if of course such a thing exists.