Dark, damp and dreary day but magical

That might sound mad but it's true. The fog is hanging heavily over Clunbury Hill, there is a mizzle that dampens everything and everyone and I had to go out in it.

I was driving to Bishops Castle, almost on the Shropshire - Welsh border when I saw standing by the side of the road some black grouse. Although they're mainly found in Wales a few have crossed the border, so to speak and I've seen a few now around here.

A little further I came across a buzzard enjoying a mid morning snack, totally unfazed by my car.





It's lovely around here, you never know what is around the next corner.