We had snow overnight - about 4" or so. Not much really, but on top of ice on the lane, I'm staying put today. Could do without pranging our one and only car.
I went out in the virgin snow first thing (though there were car tracks along the lane proper). The expression "Freshly Fresh and Newly New" came into my mind. It comes from Rudyard Kipling's "The Maltese Cat" and was a tune played by the Band at the Polo Match described by the polo pony known as The Maltese Cat" or just "The Cat." He had been found pulling a cart in Malta and gone on a troop ship to India, where he was plucked from obscurity to play in the Skidars team. This is the tale of their final game in the Tournament, against the Archangels, who had the big expensive ponies. If you want to re-acquaint yourself or hear it read, here's a link (though the chap is driving me mad - I could have read it SO MUCH better!! "Sais" is pronounced "Sice" for starters!) HERE'S A BETTER LINK and you can read the written word for yourself. Quicker than listening to it being badly read. Oh, I DID enjoy that and still know bits of it absolutely off by heart.
I walked slowly up the hill and around the bend, stopping to take photos of the landscape and the threatening clouds of snow behind the hills.
Looking back towards the town in the dip, and Aberedw.The pristine track beyond us.
I am absolutely DELIGHTED to report that for whatever reason - change of meds, decent nights of sleep, Keith has turned a corner and has a bit more energy and better balance. He has been walking up and down the kitchen, albeit with his stroller, but taking good strides (not little dolly steps). His balance has improved a little too which is something we thought would never happen, because of the nature of the disease. So, let us hope this continues and he can at least get back to the mobility he had before that wretched Moderna Covid booster.
I am now going to make the most of my Snow Day and read my book, and do some x-stitch. Keep warm everyone.
