My walk this week started in a local park, crossed frozen marshes, went under and over two railway bridges, crossed a motorway, fields and returned to the park. I saw automobiles on the motorway but no trains and only distant planes. However, I did record the somehow relaxing sound of a light aircraft and the sound of my footsteps on rock hard frozen, frosty fields – the soundscape will be posted tomorrow in my review of the walk.
The quality of light I mentioned in the previous post about this walk as being affected partly by the frost on the ground, must have been constantly changing. As the sun rose higher in the sky, the frost inevitably melted, but only where the sun touched it. It was a very cold morning and where the sun did not reach directly, the frost remained thick.