Tuesday, 3 February 2009


The heather and ornamental cabbage in the kitchen window box buried under snow.

Alvar at the kitchen table reading Pippi and being curious about the snow and the neighbours kids having a snowball fight in the garden.

A slightly creepy looking snowman...

snow in London. Not a light dusting that quickly melts away but lots and lots of snow falling through the night to welcome us into a winter wonderland in the morning. Not a single track in the road, cars buried, grey skies with promises of more to come. Makes me realise how much i miss proper winter with the spring that follows. Melting ice dripping from roof tops, snow drops peaking through the remnants of snow and spring birds twittering.

1 comment:

arneobrita said...

Kan ni Londonbor hantera snön? Dt ser ut som här i Sverige!
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