From Lofty. All photos 1500 x 996, click for full size. I can smell the woodsmoke, one of the best and most comforting smells of winter.
5pm and the sun is about to set on the first clear winter’s day after a week of storms. The waxing moon drifts through the branches as does the neighbour’s wood smoke. The sun dips below a bank of cloud and leaves the city in the gathering gloom. Unheard from 15 miles away a ship glides down the gulf, not visible to the naked eye. Hot cauliflower soup and a glowing firebox await inside.
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