Winter Wonderland

This week’s frosty days have been magical.

The fields and hedges have stayed white all day long.

The days silent and still.

 

Without a breath of wind.

Winter.

My absolute favourite season of the year.

With its sparkling frosts.

 

Coating the ground with glitter.

(I wish the camera could capture the glitter)

And white breath on the air.

 

The whitest moon clear against the black velvet night …

(It looked so much bigger through the camera!)

studded with stars

(Venus to the left)

 

(The frost on the gate)

 

(with a birds foot prints)

 

That beautiful low soft light.

Bare trees black against a beautiful clear blue sky ..

 

 

… a sky that turns red as the sun rises, or sets.

 

The chance to cosy up in front of a roaring crackling fire.

To the glorious scent of spicy fragranced candles.

And twinkly lights.

 

Roasted chestnuts for hubby ...

... frothy hot chocolate for me.

That first perfect unblemished blanket of snow (when it eventually comes)

The crunching sound underfoot.

 

Stamping snow off your boots before coming indoors and …

… snuggling up in bed under layers of duvet and eiderdown (yes, I have both)

Thick socks and jumpers, hats and mittens.

This is what winter means for me.

 

Along with my wooded walks, of course.

 

I was so looking forward to welcoming the promised ‘Beast from the East’

From Syberia.

But it isn’t coming now ...

... shame.

I was looking forward to making snow angels.

And a snowman and a snow cat - with my neighbour.

We always make a snow cat.

With twiggy whiskers.

My friend in America already has snow.

Hello Karyn :)

We usually follow a couple of weeks later.

So maybe ….. here’s hoping.

I will be waiting.

But in the meantime, I am enjoying the frost.

Keep toasty.

XXX