Twilight at Wivenhoe Sailing Club on the River Colne.
Low tide on the River Colne lets the mud tell its stories.
Saying so long to September on a stroll through Wivenhoe Woods.
Having recently moved home, I am meeting and getting to know my new neighbours. This one favours a spot two minutes from my front door, just by the jetty.
Sunset seen over Rowhedge on the opposite bank of the River Colne last night. Taken on my evening riverside walk in Wivenhoe, Essex.
The reflective moon playing coy on last night’s walk west along the river Colne in Wivenhoe, Essex.
Of the 366 in 2020. A leap year.
Returning to Essex, meant returning to work – two different employers, two different jobs, on three different sites in two different towns.
I was met by new faces, old faces, all: ‘Happy 2020!’
I step (rather than leap) into a new job in the third week of this month.
I’m apprehensive and curious; it’s energising. Step forward, 2020.