Well the frost covered mornings seen to have given way to a wet damp spell, but as ever the mytical flat lands of the east still seem to produce yet more naturally stunning sights for this bead maker's sore eyes.
The extra miles I'm putting in on the morning cycles mean I get to explore even more of the fens, yes I've travelled around most of this area in the last 14 years, but always by car, not by bike and don't get me wrong I enjoy driving and we have visited some great places, but being on a bike you see far more. Every road and drove that I travel holds new gifts, I see so much more detail than I do through a car window, the dyke banks, the rivers, those tiny drove roads that always seem to be littered with wildlife, and those wonderful great birds of pray that hunt the wild headlands and riverbanks alike.
Even now in mid winter, I still seem to come across some amazing gems of the countryside, from the flocks of Fieldfare to the beautiful Barn Owls that sit on rural gate posts like little princes dressed in warm ermine, just shows that minter really can be a magical season.
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