The breath of the Snow Queen fell hard, this aged one of sea bound shuddered, now a winter mirror of urban banks, a resting place of fell journey.
The River Ouse in York in a fairly unusual state, frozen. This is the view from Ouse Bridge on a very old and wet Monday after Christmas. Oh the bike, well it had to come from somewhere, so why not ET ;)?
Converted into black and white and best viewed large.