The one about the snow

Look at my washing line! isn't that cool? Well, frozen actually, but you know what I mean. I love the way the snow was falling gently enough to first stick to the line and then to build up.
I went down the steps, just after taking this from the kitchen window, and when I opened the door to the chicken run they stuck their heads out of their house, looked at the snow and went straight back to bed. I filled their water and food containers and hung a new cabbage on the wire but not even that treat could tempt them out. so no chicken footprints in my snow!


Mr M said he would clear the steps for me and then sat in front of the TV until son-in-law arrived. While S-i-L was changing the bulb in the study Mr M donned his coat and boots and ventured outside. We think it is because the snow shovel is new and he doesn't want anyone else to play with his toys until he has had first go.
The steps are now cleared and have road salt on them

Look! can you see the way the snow on the chicken wire on the gate has melted into a lovely pattern? Isn't that beautiful? It looks even better when you are inside the doors with a steaming hot cup of coffee and a bacon roll - special treat for us at the weekend - a huge tiger bread roll, or a Giraffe roll from Sainsburys with several rashers of crispy bacon and a few mushroom slices. no need to eat again until tonight.

I am so glad we got the drain in the corner fixed before the bad weather. Now at least the water will run down into the sewers and not onto the steps through the holes as it used to.
I simply had to have a blog about snow. It has become such a rare occurrence in this area. I hope my daughter will take this chance to show us pictures of Miss Em in the snow