The snow came! Not the huge amounts we were promised an continue to be promised by the Met Office, but it came. When I look at the weather forecast it always says we are due heavy snow tomorrow – and of course tomorrow never comes so it’s always tantalisingly close but never actually makes it. Still there’s enough to make me and the dog happy and enough to mean Booful’s car is stuck on the drive and my super duper 4WD is working overtime.
This photo is from the University of Dundee and shows just how much of the country is covered:
Some places have even had two feet of snow:
Here are a few photos, taken on my phone, from our walks over the last couple of days.
Not that I am likening myself in any way or putting myself in the same league as the great John Chang McCurdy but I am most certainly influenced by his gorgeous snow photographs. They are simple, elegant, moving and very zen like in their simplicity – I can only aspire. Sigh.
Mrs Woofy has certainly been enjoying the snow. She’s been making doggy snow angels and snuffling round in it before setting off at a breakneck speed sending snow everywhere. She’s had so much fun she’s been like a dog with two tails:
Hang on a minute! She IS a dog with two tails! How did that happen? Answers on a postcard please. The correct/best answer or the one that makes me laugh wins. I’ll tell you how it happened after the closing date of Sunday – whatever time I happen to be blogging.
The only trouble with the snow is that everything grinds to a halt. Snuggling up under a blanket with a hot chocolate and watching telly all night is ok once – maybe twice. To someone like me with the attention span and boredom level of a gnat it quickly becomes tedious. This week our agility class was cancelled, our dog obedience class as well as our salsa class and ballroom lesson. Nothing else for it: GET THE SLEDGE OUT!!!
The denizens of Darwen have been busily trimming up over the last month or so. Generally we wait till after big N’s birthday but I’m itching to get on the trimming bandwagon so we’ll be doing it on the 11th, a week earlier than normal. I was a bit surprised to see real christmas trees in the shops by the last week of November. It’d be a dead, bald, glittery skeleton by christmas day.
Boofuls has been busily practicing his Scrooge impression. He’s been under pressure at work as staff have been dropping like flies and for the first time in years the christmas rush has really been a rush and there is more work than he can keep up with. Two important warehousemen down the other day, he was on the phone to a customer who mentioned that The Rev seemed to be under a lot of pressure and he could do with a bit of help.
“I’ll give him the number of the Samaritans,he can ring ’em after work” growled Boofuls, drily.
You’re all heart, mate.
As you know I recently decided to redecorate our bedroom. After everything had been spruced up and pared to within an inch of it’s life, I decided that what was lacking was a picture. I took the orchid from the kitchen and placed in the bedroom so that it had my newly painted wall behind it with the sun shining through, gently diffused, then I shot a few frames. This is the result. You likey?
It looks ace its dark wood frame with an off white mount. I’m quite pleased with my little self.