I think this may well be a first for me – both sunrise and sunset from the same day.

Great Dunmow’s Doctors Pond this morning was cold and frost – much of the pond was frozen over…to such an extent that the schoolboy with stick couldn’t break the ice…This evening’s sunset was pretty spectacular – and I wasn’t the only person out there photographing it.

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I haven’t been up this early in the morning on New Years Day for probably about 35 years! I’m clearly getting older 🙁

So, this years 365 project gets off to an early start…when I stepped out of the house I was greeted with pretty flat grey skies…then the (very short) show began. Somewhere below the horizon gaps in the clouds allowed this lovely red sky to develop – I grabbed 6 shots of it over the 9 minutes there was any colour in the sky before it reverted back to flat grey. It was a good thing I was early as officially sun rise was at 08.06 here and all the action had finished by 07.59.

The town bell was clanging 8.00pm as I made my way back into the house!

When I went to bed last night I told myself that, should I wake up early I had to get up and get out to shoot the sunrise. I’m an idle beggar &, even when I was telling myself this I was thinking “no chance!”.

So, I was surprised to find myself marching around Great Dunmow an hour before sunrise. I knew that I wanted to get some shots of the windmill at Aythorpe Roding so I jumped into the car and set off. It was, as you will be able to tell from today’s picture, pretty cold. I got the full sunrise, including the windmill, but this was my favourite shot, typically, including the moon.

Saturday night I joked with my wife that I really needed to be up at the crack of dawn to catch the sun rise, especially in view of the good weather we’re having, we agreed, there was no chance I’d get up at 5.00am to catch it…clearly the cat had heard the conversation…

At 5.00am Sunday morning I was awoken by the cat using the top of my bare foot as a rope ladder to join us in bed. Having leapt up onto the bed the old fella found he hadn’t quite made it and sunk his claws into the nearest solid looking item . Whilst painful and certainly a highly effective alarm call I would, normally just go back to sleep, unfortuntely, I’m allergic to cats. The foot started to itch like I’d given it a good rub in some nettles and a 6 inch long weald grew quite impressively down the length of my foot. There was no way I was going to get back to sleep!  So, out i stepped into the dawn light and captured this:

Remarkably, there were no fishermen sat around the pond at this time of the morning – it must be pretty much the only time of the day at this time of year that you don’t find them gathered around Doctors Pond pulling fish out and then putting them back in!

Oh, and I forgave the cat, despite the fact that, even now, not far off 48 hours later my foot still itches!