It’s to cold to snow Richard, I’ve said before my dad’s words when my hopeful face would look for the first flakes. But then it got me thinking about the nicer side of snow and the hazardous. The big kid in me loves the snow, the stillness of the world and the silence. Especially if …Continue reading "It’s too cold to snow "
Icy cold morning It’s Sunday morning 7am and I’m out with Stella. Apart from the full moon the sky is clear, not a single cloud to be seen. It’s also Icy seriously Icy. I’m wishing I had grabbed my gloves as Jack is definitely biting at them today. Mersea Rd is unusually busy for a …Continue reading "Icy cold sunday morning walk "