Writer, speaker, cyclist.
Brown corduroy trousers.
Brown corduroy field.
Here comes the sun...
...burning off the morning mist
(My cycle ride is somehow incomplete without a dungheap.)
One of the two fords where the Nailbourne crosses Old Palace Road.
The Nailbourne at Littlebourne Mill.
The mornings are lighter now.
This is the sun reflecting silver on the electricity pylon.
Cold and windy but, thankfully, no fox.(see my post of 31st January.)
A dedicated parking space or garage for a house in the town of Tenterden is a valuable selling point. Always supposing that you can actually drive the car into the garage, or course.
My walk this morning provided me with an image for next year's Christmas card.