This was the view from one of our office windows on Monday – lovely to look at but not so good if you had to go out! We lost most of the snow over the week, but last night we had a weird mix of snow, freezing rain and a hard frost. It’s left a thick layer of crumbly ice on the ground which resembles the sugar topping on a lemon drizzle cake. I despair for our lawn, which was well and truly poached by the builders last year, despite them putting boards down. It now resembles a ploughed field, after months of alternating snow and rain and of course, churning dog paws. Mr Stoatie is optimistic it will recover, but I think we’ll need a couple of months of dry weather to save it.
The good news is that on Thursday, whilst I was checking kerbs in the Cemetery, I spotted my first snowdrop in flower. At this time of the year it can begin to feel as though your stuck in some sort of dreary suspended animation, a bit like Narnia – always winter and never Christmas- so it’s nice to see evidence that the wheel of the year is actually turning!