The view from here

When we first moved to this house six years ago, I couldn’t believe my luck; that I got to live somewhere so friendly and peaceful and to wake up to this view every day. It felt like a fairy godmother had waved her magic wand and I swore that I would never take my good fortune for granted.

In the spirit of that promise, I thought I’d take a photo of my view once a month. To catalogue the changing seasons and to remind myself to consciously celebrate something I’m so very lucky to enjoy.

Also, it was the first proper hard frost of the winter yesterday (in mid-January!) and I tried to take a picture of the beautiful spikey-sparkles. I failed, but you get the idea.