Thursday walk

Debra Broughton

It was blowing a gale today and only me and an old lady with a three legged dog were foolish enough to risk the weather. There was one moment when I looked up and a silvery sun was breaking through the cloud.

I turned a corner and the wind almost blew me off my feet as I saw this little house nestling in a sheltered dip. I took a shot, moving fast to prevent the wind taking the polaroid before I grabbed hold of it and stuffed it inside my jacket.

One glance at the skies was enough to send me scurrying back for home, but the old lady and the three legged dog were braver than me, they went on uphill into the wind.

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