Winter has come, and it snowed quite hard last night, though it is all melting now. The dog adored it, and raced around, getting soaked in the process.
I loved the way the snow had blown against the trees, making an interesting pattern.
I was touched too, by the concern showed by one elderly gentleman, that I didn't slip as I walked with my crutches. He pointed out that I was quite isolated in the Park, which was true. Where were all the dog walkers this morning?
But it wasn't as slippery as it looked, and I survived. But its good to know that people care. Even if they are as old as I am!