Morning walks no longer

It's getting darker and darker, and there really isn't enough light to take a half-decent photograph in the mornings. I realised it was time to stop when I was up and at the fields before the rooks and geese flew in for their breakfast. I like standing and watching them all fly in across the valley (dogs are not too keen on this hanging about though.)



So, it will be afternoon walks from now on, until there's no light for that either.

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