The Mersey
Today couldn't have been different weather wise from my last blog post...
...mist sent a low sun skimming across the river and playing peekabo through the bare trees.
It was magic and mystical and completely right for the season of The Magi.
...I'm just waiting for Aslan to appear through the woods.....
...the alders are already putting forth their pretty little catkins...nothing showy and big for the alder trees...
...people appeared and disappeared into and from the mist and silver sun shining through the woods...low and sweet...
...is that a winter sun being born from a sparkling twig?...
...noone around..we kept to the quiet paths..just we two...
...I'm always a wee bit late for the iconic pic...this was where the swan made it's path through the river...leaving these sparkling waters....
Better late than never.
