Winter

I always think of winter being December-January-February.  These are usually the coldest months for us here in Northern Ireland and this last couple of weeks we've seen some icy conditions, with snow on the hills in the distance.  We can't complain, as this autumn has been particularly dry and mild.  Not that I've been out and about much - or at all, to be honest.  My mother has been going through a tough time recently and that has meant a lot of demands on my time.  Finally, though, she has agreed to get some professional help with her personal care, and although that hasn't kicked in yet the wheels are in motion.  She's done well to stay in her own home for as long as she has, and she's still determined that's where she wants to be.  She'll be 93 later this month and unfortunately she is not longer very mobile at all.  Still sharp mentally, mind you. 

So it's a blast from the past for you today - a pinhole shot of our local Arts Centre, Flowerfield, just down the road in Portstewart.

Fomapan 200, rated at 50; Printed on MGV paper a while ago.