We had freezing fog yesterday and it was very very cold. I thought a walk was in order and started from Old Milverton village.
This barn and its sign have always fascinated me.
Everything was frozen and very pretty.
St James Church was shrouded in mist
the pretty little square in front of the vicarage
the churchyard looked appropriately atmospheric.
One last look at the church before
taking the path through the fields.
It was enchanting
the trees, stark forms in space.
The fog conceals, gives a false sense of protection, makes you feel you're the only person in the world.
I loved it.
The ruins of Guy's Cliffe House were barely discernible - usually I get such good views of the ruins from this spot
Everything looked so pretty covered with frost
The bridge that takes you to the river, the weir and the Saxon Mill
Standing on the next bridge the river looked appropriately mysterious
The Saxon Mill, mentioned in the Domesday Book, a restaurant now
This is the spot that affords the best views of Guy Cliffe's House but yesterday, all I could see was an outline of the chimneys - very Thornhill Hall
and the fog had turned the world monochrome
As I retraced my steps I stopped at the little pond by the river
walked up the same path
and ended up at the church again.
