We wake most mornings to a hard frost that has whitened the ground, but once the sun is up it soon clears away. I enjoy this crisp, cold weather so much more than dank and dark. Once well wrapped up I've been outside to do a bit of tidying up in the veg beds. The soil isn't really fit to be worked on and my boots are quickly clogged, but the exercise and the sight of freshly turned soil pleases me. (Although I do get into trouble for spreading mud on the paths!)
The netting arrangement to keep the pigeons away from the brassica is not a very pretty sight - but it works!
It's cheering to see the daffodils pushing through the earth around the fruit trees.
The greenhouse is absolutely crammed with plants. They will have to wait in there for a good few weeks yet.
Photos yesterday from my neighbour in Yorkshire. She was waiting for the gritting lorry to arrive!
I would like to be there - I think it looks beautiful.