Snowfall
Snow fell on the Sheffield region last night. Our last snowfall was in the middle of November. The snow fell quietly and insistently when most citizens were sound asleep. God was shaking out his eiderdown. He is a big guy so his quilt is exceptionally large - filled to bursting with little white feathers. Both of my photos were taken this morning. At the front there's a little family with their huge dog that just did a Scooby Doo-sized poo (American: shit) on our verge. Fortunately, the mother picked up the steaming pile in a handy XXXL plastic poo bag. Good boy Goliath! Meanwhile out back - the view is from our bedroom window. The sheep are called Beau and Peep. Beau and Peep wherefore art thou? They are my snow gauges. Upon their backs they had over six inches today which for the odious Elon Musk would appear incredible. Now it's half past one in the afternoon and outside there is the drip-drip-drip of a slow thaw. There will be no Sunday roast today. Instead, I a...