Another grey morning. Went walking in the cold westerly wind, along the chalk track to St Aldhelm's Head and the sea.
Last time I took this walk, the fields were full of skylark song. Now the fields are empty but a for a crow or two.
And a charm of goldfinches in the hedge.
I'm trying to plan all my walks along chalk tracks or gravel tracks at the moment. The fields are sodden.
In a crevice in a fence post, the snails are partying.
Followed the coast path a little way along the cliffs. Now and then there was a break in the cloud, patches of blue sky, cloudshadow passing over the distant headlands. But it was mostly too dull a day for landscape photography.
A peregrine falcon was hunting above the cliffs, circling against the cloud, making spectacular wings-folded dives.
On the way back, passing St Aldhelm's Chapel, I went inside, sat for a while on a bench in the damp and the heavy darkness, listening to the wind blow.