There is still lots and lots of snow up here at the top of the hill and it is minus four in the temps dept.
These pix were taken when l did my wander around after feeding the sheep yesterday morning. The snow is now so crisp it is like a sugary pie crust that crunches and snaps beneith your feet.
I have to say tho, beauty aside, it is time for Spring to come and me to move back out to HQ.
Can't come soon enoough as far as l'm concerned. This working in the diningroom and kitchen while HQ too damn cold is very dangerous.
a. I am developing an over familiarity with the fridge and biscuit tin.
b. I am becoming that dreadful creature 'the channel hopper' with daytime television. There it is on in the background and l use that remote like some alien zapper. Whipping between chat to movies, victorian life to shouting masses, and all orange tinted presenters inbetween. While my addiction to The Gilmore Girls is one thing, this ever burbling stream in the background is just too much.
Neither of these hobbies is available to me out in HQ. It is Radio 2 all the way out there. Why can't l just have the radio on in the kitchen and avoid the food. Come on guys, way too difficult for me.
So roll on Spring sunshine and warmer weather to defrost HQ and detach me from my newfound addictions.