After the Frost

After the cold of the weekend, today was mild and foggy; grey and still.  The light in the house was thicker, softer, less defined.  Into Presteigne tonight and the Christmas lights have started appearing in houses, a glimmer of lights in bushes, trees, falls of tiny golden lights.  The houses on the bend near the bridge have a subtle display in bushes and a tree; none too subtle in the city but without street lights they are pinpricks in the darkness.  A raw night, the streets empty, the coloured lights reflected in street puddles.