Foggy mornings for the win

Monday and Tuesday morning were both so beautiful. I don’t think freezing fog can be beaten in magicalness (not a word I know, but it’s the one best describing it) when it comes to weather phenomenons (although blizzards are pretty awesome too - but of course very rare here in London). Me and Oomoo were a bit early for school yesterday morning, so we took a bit longer walking through the fog to get there.

“I’m going to walk ahead and you see if you can still see me” he said - and disappeared ahead of me.

After I dropped him off I went to the Ladies Pond for an icy swim. The five weeks off due to lockdown have been five weeks too many.

Thanks Mama Nature for putting on such a show. I’m sorry we treat you like shit.