We live in a village just on the outskirt of a big city. The city ends, the street lights stop and a field is all we have before a road sign announced our village. On some evenings, returning home from the school run, I might see the full moon, low in the sky, a windmill in the foreground. A left turn and you are greeted with a row of Conker trees. I always feel a gladness when I see these signs of the village.
Do you remember this photo of the village ? This is actually the view when we leave the village. Can we expect more cold weather this year ?
I am sharing this story with Sian on Storytelling Sunday. You can find more wonderful stories here. This layout was made for Scrap365, Sparkle gallery.