Down by the sea last month the weather was blustery, with wind strong enough to blow the spray sideways off the tops of the waves; whipping it into foamy froth reminiscent of bubble bath and sending it skyward until it reached us where we walked along the clifftops.
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I have no proper post for you today because I’m trying to avoid being a neglectful hostess. However, I’m determined to make it through a complete NaBloPoMo challenge this month, so here is a tidbit of my day… the sun setting over a field of snow.
(Photo taken at: 1/3200, f/11, ISO 400)
The snow covers colours, muffles sounds, and makes the world feel so quiet and peaceful.
After a mild winter, which gave us only one quick flurry of snow before Christmas, spring finally seemed to be on its way. Bulbs are appearing everywhere, there is blossom on choice trees, I’ve even seen lambs frolicking in fields. But no, winter hasn’t quite finished with us yet. Last night produced the first solid snow fall I’ve seen since last year’s cold spell.
A good 5 inches fell through the night, blanketing the town in a thick white layer that disguises everything. Snow on a Sunday is a beautiful thing. Most people are at home, no one bothers to leave the house unless they have to, or to build snowmen, so the snow stays white instead of turning into grey slush soup at the side of the roads.
(Photo taken at: 1/400, f/2.0, ISO 100)
This week has been cold.
The first thing anyone says at the start of the conversation is, “It’s cold!”
But today I found an SD card full of photos from the winter, and what struck me was the amount of sun we seem to have had.
Eastbourne in November, as I sat and wrote…
And moved inside to bask in the indoor sun when it grew nippy.
Seaford in January, wrapped up all warm.
And this Saturday.
As I cycle to work tomorrow, I shall pull my scarf up around my ears, put my head down and think of all the sun we’ve had, and the sun that is yet to come. Maybe it will help keep me warm!