My view

Hot (well, cold really!) on the heels of the first snow, we had a little more overnight. It was very wet and the roads locally soon cleared but the same forecast persisted for a day or two. It rarely gets too bad here in the valley but higher up on the moors and dales it is usually far worse. 

For various reasons I wasn't able to go out to 'enjoy' the snow, too many tasks to do inside. I'm never very sure if I do enjoy it anyway! It's better when it is crisp and bright but it was the wet, slushy, misty kind of snowfall. So I stayed lingering luxuriously for a while in my cosy bed with a cup of tea and my iPad, before reluctantly rising and getting on with life. I like to open the curtains a bit and enjoy the lovely view of trees outside, always beautiful, in snow or none. The little orange patch that's visible is the netball post in the yard of the school opposite. After 25 years of it, I shall miss this view, though I will be able to see trees from my new flat. When I was looking for a new place, I realised that was a non-negotiable element.