The storm has managed to kill off all trains to London so far this morning (as predicted), so I took the opportunity to pop out with my camera, hoping to capture some scenes of devastation. It turns out that our village is unscathed, apart from a few twigs and small branches strewn about on the roads and pavements and some rubbish bins lying on their sides.
I must admit that I was a little disappointed!
But I did notice that the sun was trying to push through the fast-moving clouds, so I settled for a photo of that instead.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time” Ecclesiastes 3:11
Making their mark
Village humour part 3
On a cold and frosty morning
Early summer daisies
A misty, murky morning
Village humour part 2