What a difference a day makes, as the song goes! We woke to snow this morning, the light,drifting stuff that climbs up the window frames, coats the bushes and transforms the garden.
The sky remained leaden, threatening more snow to come.
We live in a small hamlet, most of us surrounded by a decent sized garden. We can be as sociable or unsociable as we please, barely seeing a neighbour for weeks and then, if there is a special occasion, all of us just about fitting into one large room.
The council doesn't clear the road that runs through our hamlet but they have supplied us with gritting salt for bad weather, which is kept across the road at the stables. They also gave the village a couple of fluorescent jackets printed on the back with 'snow warden' for the village snow team, of which Himself is one! Yesterday he was called out on salting work.
It didn't do much good, only one four x four has made it up the hill today!
I live with Himself (husband) in a former gamekeeper's cottage in the South-West of England.
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copyright and property of Rosemary Murphy unless otherwise stated.
I have three blogs;
Share my garden,
My life in one hundred objects and
The 'Himself' blog consists of short stories and artwork, copyright of Peter Murphy.