A day of many changes. Firstly, the weather, which was changeable, but pretty consistently cold and windy. I was out early, up at the Pepper Pot to catch the sunrise, which was a bit of a non-event because of the massed cloud. The photo above was taken at the Ring O’Beeches when it had begun to brighten a little. I walked a circuit around Eaves Wood and then up Bottom’s Lane, into Burtonwell Wood, to The Green, and down Stankelt Road…
The Old Post Office.
By the time I was crossing the Lots, the weather had brightened up considerably.
Grange seen across the Lots and Morecambe Bay.
The tide was unusually high and, with a very stiff breeze blowing, there were waves and whitecaps which is very rarely the case.
Another change for us was that we had to say goodbye to our guests…
…but we did drag them out for one final local stroll, a shorter affair down through the village to the Shore…
Where the car-park seems to be eroding away now that the foreshore has gone.
TBH and I were out again later, through Clarke’s Lot and down the very muddy path through Fleagarth Wood, around Jenny Brown’s Point in the last of the light. It was cold and dingy and I didn’t take many photos, but I couldn’t resist these very early daffs, flowering on the verge opposite the Wolfhouse even before the year had ended.
We had hoped to go to the Silverdale Hotel again for the New Year celebrations, but were too late buying tickets, so had a mammoth games session at home instead, which was great fun, and watched the fireworks from London on the telly.
Happy New Year (belatedly).