It is cold outside. Really cold. Minus four degrees cold. That's not so bad in and of itself, but we'd been enjoying a late autumn spell of mild weather. Suddenly, winter takes an early bite and it is cold. Did I type that already? Well, it is. Anyway, work continues on the novel, so no time for deep or meaningful posts - not that you get many of those from me anyway. Instead, here's three photos I took yesterday. One feels a bit Christmassy, one more like autumn and the other is a stone carving I did a few years back that is weathering up nicely.