December has arrived, the sun is out, the sky is unbroken blue and the frost is thick. My heating appears to have been on most of the night although set at eighteen when I go to bed. Tess went out only reluctantly when I got up at half past six. Well only reluctantly until she caught sight in the half light of the large black and white cat which stalks through my garden each morning leaving its mark on various trees then there was a stand off, a couple of barks and a streak of black and white as the cat beat a hasty retreat over the wall into the field behind. There are sheep in the field now I notice so I am just hoping they don't decide to come over the wall and into my garden (it has happened before I understand (before I lived here)).
It is 'out to lunch' day - only three of us today- and I need to take Tess before I go, but must wait for the frost to clear and the ice to melt off the footpaths. A fall at my age could be disastrous.
The coming week sees three lunches out - one my regular every other Tuesday local lunch and two to meet friends on pre Christmas lunches - the first of these at the Wensleydale Creamery. In addition it is my Book Group on Monday - we have all been reading Robinson Crusoe and I for one have really enjoyed it.
Lunch at the Golf Club meant driving up to a beautiful stretch of golfing grass - green where the sun was catching it and white where it was in the shade. Still a few eager golfers out though. Very busy in the cafe today - hardly surprising when it is such a good lunch every week without fail - a long and excellent three course menu, value for money and a friendly atmosphere. When I returned home it was almost dark and already the ice was forming and I dare not walk with Tess so I let her out in the back garden and for a good ten minutes she chased up and down running off steam - I was pleased to see her do so as I always feel guilty if I can't walk her. Now I feel much better about it.
The central heating has been on all the time for the last twenty four hours in spite of the sun shining into the bungalow directly all day. Luckily it is set to come milder again by the week-end. But I suppose that may well mean rain -it seems to be one or the other. Keep warm wherever you are - and those of you who are taking the most exquisite photographs do keep doing so - to those of us who can no longer venture out in this weather it is a source of delight to see them.