We were VERY excited to wake up to snow this morning. School was cancelled and it looked like it was going to be difficult to get a car out. These are a few pics from our walk down the lane. It was so quiet! The only sounds were the crump of snow as we walked, and the sound of snowflakes hitting my hood.
It was the first time our dogs had seen snow. Ziggy was a leaping gazelle. Ruby was a snowplough, adopting the straight-through-and low-to-the-ground approach. They both came back caked in little snowballs, and Ruby had white eye-brows, moustache and goatee.
I love the shape of this tree; the angular black twigginess contrasted with soft snow:
Below is the ‘orchard’ and ‘meadow’! (See previous post Folly alert! The meadow experiment.) My wildflower pluglets are under there somewhere:And this is the ‘rose garden’ (See previous post, Mouth-wateringly fruity roses). The leaf-buds have been unfurling in the last week, but they will be fine. I love the cappuccino froth on the table and the pots:
I have cleared the snow from the bird feeders a few times. A blackbird has been guarding the apple and fat-balls. The long-tailed tits dart in but are too chicken to challenge. Over on the other feeder, a chaffinch, robin, great tits, blue tits and goldfinches are taking turns quite nicely.
I do wonder how these tiny little birds survive the cold when we have to come in for hot chocolate after half an hour.
And finally, here is Eric. We didn’t have a carrot for his nose, so he has a gherkin. He looks nice enough in the first picture, but is there a slightly wicked glint in his eye in the second?