I seem unable to stop running around in the cold for hours looking for photos. It’s an addiction but I love doing it, and I got some lovely photos today. I’ll put a couple of tonight, the rest tomorrow.

I got sick of course and will need to get into bed soon. Bed rest tomorrow.

I looked up from the road and saw the cows moving slowly and deliberately in a very strong, cold wind, into the milking barn. An image repeated all over the world for centuries.