Friday, 14 December 2012

Utterly bitterly

Puddle by M.C. Escher
 A fresh (aka effin cold) Friday afternoon and I have just finished a morning shift. Clear blue skies lure Billy and I out for a run.
The low winter sun and crisp air, clear work from my head and give my tired legs a boost.

 Lots of Escher like muddy puddles, many of them frozen. Yes its cold. Thankfully there is hardly any breeze. Even so no hanging about today, being a plodder I can only just run fast enough to keep warm.

Most non outdoorsy folk don't get it; School kids forced to do cross country, shiver or skive.  Drinkers sat around the fire in a cosy pub, mock and central heated Coronation Street viewers , ask why!.... but Billy and I love it.

To put this into perspective, the same night Iain Ridgway was starting his self supported, Winter paddy Buckley round.

Respect! well done Iain

Sunset over Kedleston


  1. Can't beat a bit of Esher. Bloke was a genius.

  2. Definitely. The picture is a woodcut print. The skill, patience and vision of his work, completely WOWS! me.

  3. Very cold .... but you have to keep running!
    Beautiful picture of the sunset.

  4. Tks Toni
    Cold but no snow yet.


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