As predicted, it was a lovely quiet day here. We opened gifts, spoke to family, and pottered around slowly making dinner, then pulled on our boots for a late afternoon stomp around the woods (with a quick visit to our local chicken friends on the way).
Last night a friend arrived – staying over on his way back to Inverness to do the local parkrun with me. He got here just as the snow started to fall, and within a couple of hours things were looking very festive indeed.
I just love the way our new white streetlights shine on the snow.
As cosy as it was, we just had to go out for a walk through the woods.
(Excuse the wobbly pictures, it was quite dark by this point and I’m surprised they came out at all!)
This morning I was expecting (hoping??) the parkrun would be cancelled but no! The sun shone, the snow was melting fast, and a band of 85 hardy souls braved the freezing sogginess to run round the park.
Utterly enchanting (and the first and last time I’ll ever be in the top 100 finishers!).
I’m back home now and curled up on the sofa with a hot water bottle and a blanket, listening to children sledging down the street and building a giant snowman in the garden opposite our house. My friend has left to drive to Inverness – I don’t envy him that journey at all, not today. I’m planning to stay right here on the sofa until bedtime.