We were treated to Christmas lunch, which arrived courtesy of my brother and his wife, and scrumptious it was too. As you can see, my sister-in-law very cleverly took on the role of chief organiser and champagne taster!
Our table was groaning under the weight of all that fabulous festive fodder... but not for long!
Not forgetting the most important member of the family. It gives a whole new meaning to 'a dogs dinner'! Needless to say, it disappeared even faster than ours did!
Just what we needed, a good long walk after all that food! We count ourselves very lucky indeed to have all this on our doorstep. It might have been a bit wintery but the late afternoon light was really wonderful.
Dried reed banks bordered the ice cold lake, giving it an almost ghostly appearance - particularly when the light began to fade.
The 'feathered' grasses moved gracefully in the cold, winter breeze...
These pretty little seed-heads, ripe with their bounty, would have looked lovely piled high, in vintage glass bottles, around the house. It's just a pity then that is was too cold to take my hands out of my pockets long enough to pick some!
Glad I managed to take these quick pictures though...
Back home for seconds, or it is thirds? Some of us ate a little more than others!!
...and a very Merry Christmas was had by one and all. x
