for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt.
The air was so cold that every breath chilled me. It was as cold as a winter’s night could be. I walked down the twisting lane heeding every step lest I slip on the ice beneath my feet. On either side, grass stood rigid, white, frozen. Barren hedgerows glistened in the moonlight, and distant trees wove a border of black lace beneath a grey winter sky.
I trudged into the village. Six disgruntled ducks stood motionless on the frozen pond unable to reach the water beneath the surface. All was quiet but for the dull crunch of my footsteps. A shadow walked beside me, head bowed.
As I rounded a bend a golden glow lit the street ahead. Quietly at first, then more loudly the sound of merriment and laughter filled the air. I had arrived. I pushed open the heavy oak door and at once my spirits rose midst the sounds, smells and warmth of the ancient inn.
“A brandy please landlord, and make it a large one!”.
Keith's Ramblings 
Worth the snowy, icy walk! Some delightful descriptions on the way to that welcoming hostelry, Keith.
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It sure was! Thanks, Chris.
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Well done Keith for your vivid writing. It’s like you took us all on this walk. Thanks for joining in
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I hope you didn’t get too cold!
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Nopes, it’s quite warm here so I’m good.
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Adorable! 😊
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Thanks so much!
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My pleasure?😊
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! Not ?
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Disgruntled Ducks would make a good band name.
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You could be right! Cheers, Liam.
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Arriving at a favorite place make the hard journey worth it.
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Indeed it does Mimi!
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Beautifully described. After that cold trek, I’d want brandy too!
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Cheers!
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Cheers!
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Keith, I really enjoyed listening to this – such a treat!
❤
David
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