
Our tiny village has two exits, both on slopes and at junctions of roads where people drive too fast to give you a chance. Anyway because of the slopes and lack of salt/grit etc we are trapped (mechanically).
Michael and I walked to the next village this morning as I needed to post an application form for Tom, (he is hoping to study at Sparsholt College in Hampshire after his GCSE's). When we arrived at the shop, they had a few hot pasties left, so guess who indulged, I didn't have the camera out of my pocket quickly enough to record this event!
We took the dogs (Flo, and her friends Minnie & Daisy), who all love the snow.......






Walking back the view over the millpond of Mum's house and my potting shed seems a long way removed from the springtime, when the allotment and gardens are full of daffs & tulips & muscari & catkins etc, the only thing thriving in my veg patch at the moment are parsnips & celeriac!



And lastly, a field full of .... frozen veg!



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