My school run is 12 miles each way and I do that four times a day. It is a monotonous journey that I could now do in my sleep as I have been doing it for years.
Every so often though I see something that breaks up the journey, makes it more interesting or becomes a talking point. Lambs in one of the fields, a house being built, flowers left in memory, presumably, of somebody who has been killed. For the past week I have been driving past the above.
Icicles on the roadside in one particular spot. Driving to school I couldnt work out how they were there. Why they were there. On the way back as I drove through a puddle I realised how and why.
It was minus one. As it is a fast road it had been impossible to take a picture as there was always somebody behind me. On Thursday though E saw an opportunity and took that snap.
Nature at its finest, don’t you think?