It has been cold these last few mornings; then again it is all but december. Mornings have started bright and full of all the colours before descending into gloom with moments of brilliance.

The sunrise is right about the time I drag my backside out of bed in the morning at the moment. The bathroom has been filled with orange light like the old sodium street lighting of my childhood.

When I opened the window - I was not expecting to see such clear clut gold against black.

Moel Famau ('Mother Hill' with my rather brutal translation), with the jubilee tower on top silhouetted against it.

For a snap through a bathroom window - this works for me.... not a bad way to start the day... even if the sleet and snow set in within the hour.

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