Phew! I've cut up four teeshirts while I've been waiting for this lot to upload. It took that long I was losing the will to live. Twas brilliant sunshine this morning. After breakfast I cleared the drive of snow yet again, then went round to the back garden to clear a bit there. The puss cats were following me around. Mayze is up to her belly in the snow on the decking.
Heidi likes to climb up here and sun bathe.
Oh dear, the expanding ice has broken my ceramic pot. That's a shame, the cats like drinking out of a deep container. I shall have to look out for another one at a charity shop or car boot sale.
Next I cleared a patch of snow from the lawn, to make a bird feeding area. I put an old metal saucepan filled with water out there, and chucked some cereals, a slice of wholemeal bread, and a couple of manky cooking apples onto the grass. I looked out of the window five minutes later and who should be there, but big fluffy Micky cat from two doors down. He sniffed around a bit, no the food was not to his liking. Spose he is waiting for a tasty bird to pounce on now. Buzz off Micky.
After lunch, a cheese and watercress sandwich, I went a walk across the fields to Normanby Park. It was such a lovely day, too nice to sit around indoors. The duck pond was frozen over, and the ducks had relocated next to the cafe. They're not daft, they know people go in the shop and buy bags of proper duck food. This little boy was laughing his head off, especially when they chased him.
Then they thought I was going to give them something and came waddling and quacking around my feet. Sorry ducks, I've not got any food.
I went a walk around the park. I like the way the snow has stuck to just one side of the trees.
I love the way snow transforms the landscape and the way it clings to everything, as long as it's not me it's clinging to, ha ha.
I think of this as a magical secret garden. No one is allowed to enter.
I would rather see a real tree like this, decorated with real snow, rather than the awful artificial Christmas trees wrapped in stretched fleece.
This is the walk way alongside the duck pond.
And I took this photo in almost the same spot in the Autumn of 2011. Someone mentioned that my photo's of the snow almost look like they are black and white. They do, not much colour around at all at the moment.
A bit of news hot off the press. I'm going to have another crack at the long walk I had to abandon in September. Ellesemere Port to the Humber bridge. I could actually start where I left off at Bakewell, but I decided I would rather do the whole lot as I first planned. It just so happens that my friend Lin in 'the Port', is getting married and she has invited me to her hen party, so a good excuse to get myself over there again.