We’re just waiting for a real Siberian blast of cold air, after the snowiest winter(so far) for over a decade.
Walking up the lane this morning, I was looking at all the footprints. One of the farmers has been clearing it, so maybe we’re all using it more. I could see where people stopped for a chat, the first snow angel,
Mr B’s sticks, deer slots, paw prints(!), all the different boots!
And our home mountain, Huhnleitknock looked good too!