The picture is absolutely nothing at all to do with the weather. I took it this morning, and with a little bit of cropping, I thought I wonder what that looks like In B&W? I have to say I quite like it,
OK, perhaps I should give you one which does bear a passing resemblance as to how things were this morning. Rascal, my elderly cat decided that he wanted a bit of attention at around 3AM this morning, so he plonked himself on my chest. I say that because the disruption to my sleeping pattern meant that I awoke at 0533, and had great difficulty in rousing myself two minutes later to get out of bed. Looking out the window, seeing a clear sky with the sun rising and some rather nice colours meant that the best of thee dawn would be past me by the time I reached the waterfront.
They were, but that didn’t matter. There was a slight chill in the air. I always look at;
I have no idea who runs it, but it seems like a very professionally run site. Anyhow, it was telling me that it was 3.8C outside at 0550, cold – balaclava weather, especially if there’s a breeze. Which as it happens, there wasn’t. By the time I arrived at the water front my handheld anemometer was telling me it was 7.5C, so it had warmed up quite a bit, but there was still a chill in the air. Lucky, there was no wind. I think the windchill would have been biting.
This unfortunate squirrel had a bit of an accident. I heard a crack, and then the sound of something soft hitting the ground. This squirrel had fallen with a branch out of the tree from at least 15 feet off the ground. I was concerned for it, but luckily it picked itself up and ran off, so I guess it was OK.
Once again, a lovely walk, that I am glad I made the effort to go on.