For several hours on Boxing Day afternoon/evening the sky was full and the flakes that fell were the size of dinner plates, so delicate but yet so menacing with their size .. the sky turned orange.
In the morning the first to christen the blanket of white with crumpled footprints was not the toddler as I expected it to be, but infact the teen! .. wanting to Christen her new snow boots … although it seems no matter what the weather she seems to avoid coat wearing … although before spending the afternoon in it I did brow beat her into wearing one!
Next to take the garden by storm … although due to a Christmas present obsession he was a day late to the party was the toddler!
With a bucket, spade and a just as excitable Dad in tow he covered every inch of the garden and not always on his feet … with a need to travel in the snow on his bottom he sat in numerous locations in the garden … although I am not quite sure why he would want to …. Bottom prints do not give the same pretty pattern as snow angels…. what they do give you however is wet trousers and even wetter pants!
The snow only lasted this time for a few days, but with snow and sunshine followed closely behind with minus temperatures it soon became black ice making it dangerous underfoot to go out in unless necessary, which obviously put pay to anymore snow shenanigans it was nice while it lasted… but after the black ice I am just thankful we are all in one piece and I am now looking forward to some long family walks and spring time!