|Out of the gate and look right|
|Then look left|
|Further along the road leading to the village|
|A hug and an apple for Arnold, who was busy watching Harry|
The Great Eau!
|The tiny cottage with the red door|
I took dozens of photographs, but I won't bore you with them all. Suffice to say it was a wonderful walk, cold, refreshing and very beautiful.
I never cease to be amazed at how the snow transforms the most ordinary of things into something really beautiful.
Now I just need it to disappear as quickly as it came. Fingers crossed!
Tonight I shall sit by the fire and use some of this delicious-looking wool which someone was kind enough to give me. It is a couple of years since I last tried my hand at knitting, or crochet, come to that! I wonder where these wonderful colours and textures will lead me.