We've stayed in cold countries before, but this is the first time I have noticed so much change in one season, or to be precise, so many shapes and forms of one natural element - snow.
So, we are familiar with the soft, white, fluffy stuff, that looks so pretty when it first falls. And now, just into one month odd of winter, I am impressed to find out that snow has so many guises and properties.
I remember one day waking up to a fren's text on my mobile - "It's a silvery world!" I had looked out and indeed the whole scene seems to be sporting a rather surreal icy look. I went out to investigate - the temperatures had dropped so suddenly when it was raining, that everything became encased in ice. (I remembered the night before - how the cold had actually crept into the room, and i had felt so cold even under the duvet!) It was the first time I had seen frozen blades of grass. And for a crazy moment, I wondered if I put some of that in my Bailey's, would it taste like fresh cut grass?
And this ice would be dangerous on the road, because it would not be clearly discernible, just a shiny black patch if you look closely enough. And cars could skid and people could fall if they were not careful.
And yesterday, it started to rain and it felt warm and when we awoke this morning, the snow inn the garden had all just about disappeared. Only a sad little lump of snow at the side bore testimony to its former glory.
And with this temperature rise, we had some serious fog going on. And this fog could last for days, and I remembered how I would worry about Daddy Low out on the roads with this limited vision. And also how for a moment, you are almost convinced that, yes, winter must surely be ending!





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