Photo Advent - 1st December 2018
Saturday, 1 December 2018 11:03 pmI have so got out of posting to lj, and I hate that - so here's another attempt to do something about it. *g* My original plan was to have a go at a Photo Advent of Christmas-ish pics, and then I remembered ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
scene_again, and then I thought I'd add those posts too, just to see the difference over the years...
"...this fine first of December, under an unclouded sky, and in a room full of sunshine..." William Cowper, 1789 (Buckinghamshire)
"Towards dark, a colourless fog, snow almost gone, and ground soft-oozy underfoot, as though the earth's skin slipped as you trod. A very dark night: no wind; church bells dinning, and myself chilly and afraid of the misty evening." George Sturt, 1890 (Surrey)
( 2009 )
( 2010 )
( 2016 )
2018
Grey-clouded and not cold today - though it's December, so not exactly warm either. There was rain in the morning, but it took itself away and turned out to be a good night for the village's tree-lighting ceremony, followed by mince pies and mulled wine in the church afterwards. They tried for carol singing, but it somehow didn't really happen. Attention was elsewhere, on being a village, somehow.
So not quite as cold this year as in previous years, I see!
scene_again, and then I thought I'd add those posts too, just to see the difference over the years..."...this fine first of December, under an unclouded sky, and in a room full of sunshine..." William Cowper, 1789 (Buckinghamshire)
"Towards dark, a colourless fog, snow almost gone, and ground soft-oozy underfoot, as though the earth's skin slipped as you trod. A very dark night: no wind; church bells dinning, and myself chilly and afraid of the misty evening." George Sturt, 1890 (Surrey)
( 2009 )
( 2010 )
( 2016 )
2018
Grey-clouded and not cold today - though it's December, so not exactly warm either. There was rain in the morning, but it took itself away and turned out to be a good night for the village's tree-lighting ceremony, followed by mince pies and mulled wine in the church afterwards. They tried for carol singing, but it somehow didn't really happen. Attention was elsewhere, on being a village, somehow.
So not quite as cold this year as in previous years, I see!
