After a long spell of unusually mild weather we have had a sharp frost and fog over the last few days. I am sitting here typing with my gloves on...well not, actually, but I should be. And the Met forecasters say it will get really cold in the new year.
We had a walk in the country with friends on Saturday and it was very foggy until we breasted the Hog's Back, whence there was bright sunshine and sharp, distant views, only for us to descend back into fog. The beginning of our walk was in dense fog with an eerie silence wrapped round us. We soon walked under trees with heavy frost on their bear branches, except that the temperature had risen with the effect that the lumps of frost slid down, showering us as they tinkled to the ground. Weird. On the way back there was a beautiful sunset with a bright red crescent of sun piercing a low flat layer of white fog.
We have noticed that the level of our pond is low, which usually only happens when there is strong evaporation or a leak. However a thirsty, young fox sauntered into view and had a good long drink, as shown in the photo. A more likely explanation is that it is having difficulty finding puddles to drink from.
