I woke to the lovely dull and insulated sound of a snowy morning. There was a few centimetres fallen overnight. It felt cold but the day’s sunshine soon melted away most of the snow on the Valley streets by early afternoon.
Snowy mornings are one of my favourites and I associate them with warmth… being snuggled in bed and then opening curtains to peek at the pristine sheet of fresh snow.
In the afternoon on a walk, noticing the lacing patterns of the snow. On the mountains, noticing the snow clinging on the higher hilly ground.