thick  mist enveloped

 

 

yesterday early

stepped out camera held

 

 

wandered down into weak sun

that

burnt the mist into swathes

 

 

sheep had come up in groups 

sleeping on the road

the tracks

warm tarmac

holding heat

 

 

gorse held the webs

frosted 

 

 

we stopped 

both of us

to look

to wonder

 

 

it all took double the time

yesterday

 

another world

 

I am later today 

james