Gone away were the blue birds, but there was some blue sky this morning. Not a breath of wind, perfect for a walk. Christmas trees were on sale at the visitor centre in Hamsterley Forest, but the car park was quiet. There were a few mountain bikers out on the trails, but not many walkers, apart from the usual few with dogs near the car park.
The stream was very full, brown with peat from the moors.
In sheltered places the snow of yesterday lingered.
The trees had been decorated already, by the melting frost.
In the fields the sheep were being fed. We hoped the gal on top would be able to get out of the container when all the hay had been eaten away from under her.
And although the beech seeds were gone from their cases, next year's buds are ready and waiting for the spring warmth and light.