January Morning.

Mist lying low in the silent fields, under a huge swathe of multi-coloured sky; that's a perfect January morning landscape.

It's almost 8.30 am, and this is the view from my studio window, as I look out directly in front of me towards the East. Our village church, of which you can just see the spire, is exactly 2 kms away.

There is total silence and total peace, and, if I didn't read papers or listen to the news on TV, I could almost imagine that it was the same throughout the world. Sadly I know differently.