In a few days winter has arrived. Only at the weekend did it feel dry and warm, the ground was hard and those occasional showers didn't really do anything. Today though we've descended into full November gloom. This time last year we were having a late heat wave with temperatures nudging the high 20's. Today it was 12 o.C with a cool northerly wind. Suddenly everything was sodden, roads with localised puddles, vegetation hung drenched, birds looked dejected and people walked about in proper wet weather gear. It was dark too, it really did feel like a November day. The view above is of the moor road between Mark and Biddisham. The structure is a mobile milking bale, though this one isn't mobile. These were once common everywhere but today I only know of this example. Julie and I were on our way home from the Hub where we'd gone just to get out the house. While there I met Martin Hughes-Games who'd ridden through the deluge on his new Norton motorbike (though he'd lost his numberplate). It was good to bump into him, though he looked frozen and soaked through to be honest.
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