Snow photo taken yesterday night.
To be honest, we were snowed in after the first flurry around teatime yesterday, as without any grit in the bin at the top of our hill, trying to get out would have been difficult even then - as return UP the hill would be impossible. Think Cresta Run here . . . In the event, we have had about 3 inches of snow and whilst it is very beautiful, I am a little worried that this is going to go on for a week or more and then we will have to try and walk to the nearest shop for fresh fruit/veg and cat biccies (about a 7 mile round trip). Still, have walking boots and rucksack, will travel . . . Mind you, plenty of neighbours have 4x4s so will doubtless give us a lift if they're going to town. All the time we had our 4x4 we never had to use it in anger, then we sold it and have had two snowy/icy winters on the trot!
As I walked up the hill this morning, the sun was struggling to break through the clouds.
View across the fields with the mist lifting a little.
Our copse with a glimmer of sun through the trees.
Down by the river, looking upstream (especially for Yarrow, whose favourite spot this is). The slate slabs along the riverside looked like they had been dredged with icing-sugar.
Down by the river, looking downstream.
View across our paddock from the half landing window.
Morning's Minion is probably reading this and thinking, for heaven's sake, that's just a wee bit of snow to be making all that fuss about! Ah, but we have it so rarely, so we are never prepared and the Council goes to stick its head in a sack and pretends it won't happen, as then they can save money by not gritting in advance . . .