A Winter Sun and British Banknotes

I love walking through one of our nearby parks on a frosty, winter morning. The watery sun is like a large disc on the near horizon, casting its light on the hoary frost that has ‘painted’ the grass white and pale. The beauty of the moment is beyond words. Perhaps finding a sought-after banknote for the collection is no less a numinous experience as it stirs the soul. Such a British a special addition to the collection, a thing of beauty.