So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


Travel theme;Soft

Winter to me is typified by the lighting of our log fire, which has a window so we can see the flames. I used to imagine us sitting on long evenings in the soft light while it snows outside.  The reality is, that when it’s really snowing, I’m up and down to the window to see how much it’s fallen!

This is what happens on holiday, when you’ve had a shandy to drink!  Zell am See, an evening of folk music the market square, all gets in soft focus (not blurred , really!!)

Ok, the obligatory soft snow shot!