I have been wanting to post a letter since last Thursday but what with forgetting to buy stamps and then all this snow I decided to done my new hunter wellies (xmas pressie to myself!) and trample through the snow to the post box. I found walking in the snow is a great work out!
Local church, it reminds me of a gingerbread house dusted in icing sugar!
Some hungry ducks...
It's funny how quiet the countryside sounds when it has snowed it is like the volume on life has been turned down, which it quite therapeutic for me, as my voice has been gone four and half months now (voice disorder), it is nice to be somewhere I can actually whisper 'good morning' and be heard.