The title to this blog post is of course that of the well known Christmas carol though photographing in the dark is not within my ken or camera capabilities.
Here we are over three weeks from Christmas day yet early morning walks are still shrouded in dark. 'Bleak' is not how they appear though. The few people one meets or passes by at 6:30am tend to be more friendly than those at say 12:30pm.
On Christmas morning well before dawn, maytrees max and his wife Gillian who had just flown over for Christmas from Jersey in the Channel Islands, maytrees min and her three week old baby 'atomic dot' well wrapped up and cosily asleep in her pram, went for a walk over a dark Wimbledon Common to the Windmill with yours truly.
Gillian had not previously visited Wimbledon. Our powerful torch was lit for the beginning of the walk but by the half-way stage when we reached the windmill, dawn had broken and Gillian who is Scottish was pleased to see the Scottish flag aloft at the golf club house.
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