It’s winter again. I love winter. A quick glance at the calendar tells me that it’s mid November and the fact we are at 55 degrees north mean that it’s winter. Autumn is over and spring is a very, very long way off. But if you need other clues, here are my top ten hints […]
82/365 Snow joke being stuck at home
We woke to lots of pristine whiteness this morning. Once Boy Two’s football match was cancelled we could consider the day properly. “It would be quite handy to be snowed in,” I thought. And so we were – I didn’t let the fact that the roads were fairly clear deter me. I made bread, created a Jake […]
18/365 When skies are blue…
When skies are blue it means it’s probably snowing somewhere else… This morning we were treated to pink tinged fluffy clouds while the rest of the country battled through a white hell. The children are particularly miffed about this state of affairs. Me, I can live with it.
14/365 Snow, what snow?
OK, technically there is a little bit of snow, and it was a tad crispy underfoot. But these were taken this morning when the whole country was supposed to be, er, crippled by wintry outbursts. No one told the area around Killearn, Queen’s View and Loch Lomond. Glorious sunshine and a light breeze there. I took the […]
Silent Sunday
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