Slow Snow

Like many others, we woke on Sunday morning to snow falling outside.  A lovely sight.

The kids in our street were out on the street throwing snowballs and laughing.  OH was out in the back garden with the dog, throwing snowballs through LB's open bedroom window!  Fool.

Anyway, the dog loved the snow, surprisingly.  She was so excited, tail wagging, barking, wanting to play. It was so cute.

I cancelled my class at the gym, as I didn't want to venture out on the roads and I had the feeling that the instructor may not either, with two small children in tow.  I'll have to pay a £3 fine, but it is worth it to just stay home and enjoy the novelty of snow.

I ventured out to the local park with the dog.  Everyone and his dog were out and about walking and enjoying the snow.  There were so many snowmen.  The dog loved just running around and snuffling in the snow.

I happened across an outdoor church service on a local estate that I pass through on my way home, with carol singing and mince pie flavoured biscuits, which was a treat.  I found myself singing along to a carol or two.

When I got back I made myself a bacon sandwich for lunch and a cup of tea.  Bliss.

I like the snow.  It makes everyone slow down.  Cars move more slowly and carefully, people stay home and spend time together rather than rushing around.

I was pleased that Thursday had been my errand day, as I didn't need to shop for groceries or do anything really.  I could just stay home and chill in front of the fire, catching up on Strictly from last night and watching a Christmas movie. What better way to wind down from a busy week at work.

The manager is back in the shop today and I'm not sure what he'll make of the massive influx of donations that it was hard to wade through with very few volunteers this week. I'm sure I'll find out later this week. For now, I'm just going to put it to the back of my mind and enjoy the pause and stillness that snow brings.