I thought Saturday was amazing - but then we woke up this morning and this is what we saw:
I took a walk down Draydon Lane and soon descended into the fog.
The lane undulates around the hillside descending steadily into the fold of the hills where you find the Ashwick ponds. Still, I was able to have a chat with some of our neighbours (and I was entertained by a dance by a murmuration of starlings):
Returning, as I emerged from the fog the sunlight on the clouds hanging in the Barle Valley was even more amazing. Here is a view across to Anstey Common and the utterly surreal image of the trees emerging from the clouds.