Yes, this is just a walk the length of our local golf course, deserted – at least, by people playing golf – due to the current lockdown.
Turning away from the links, some of the view is like the opening shots of Secret Army. Will we ever get out of here, and back to normal life?
This has been the first dry day for a week, but the paths are not wet – because they’re frozen.
The patterns of winter trees are the best.
It’s been a long year.
Here it is in close-up:
Sometimes it felt like struggling through tangled branches…
Or going through odd places, seeing things from a different angle:
It seemed to go on and on…
Until the last sunset
In the absence of the promised New Year’s Eve party – cancelled due to tightening restrictions (York got moved to Tier 3) – our walk south of the city was the perfect send-off.
Goodnight, 2020. A weird, cruel and thought-provoking year.