The sky's boiler light is lit. An orange band fills the horizon, rising with the morning sun. It's a cold, hard frost this morning. The frost is so thick it can look like a light dusting of snow. The frost bells peal across the land, the sound of the scraping of car windscreens.
Wednesday, 8 January 2025
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