A white world

It's a white world today. It has snowed through the night & flurries continue to arrive. Compared to most of the country we've been lucky. Just an inch or so. Nonetheless, excited children's voices can be heard around about. I suspect some snowballs are being thrown. If it continues, snowmen will appear. There is something quite magical about a world covered with a light coating of white. It makes you look at the world anew. The snow falls silently, flakes float quite gracefully down (unless it's a blizzard blowing). The world sound more silent, muffled, as the traffic is reduced. No one is venturing out unnecessarily.

The world looks so much brighter as the white reflects any available light. Mr P, the music teacher, often goes to Finland. The daylight hours there in winter are very short. He tells us the last few years have been particularly miserable, because of global warming. There hasn't been much snow so the days have been even darker than usual.

I've nervously ventured out to put some food out between snow flurries. A few breadcrumbs first. Later some crushed fruit. Mrs Blackbird is hopping around hungrily. Fortunately our lake, the big pool of water that has collected behind the house after a week or so of rain, remains unfrozen, so the birds can have a drink. I'm very grateful to have a warm house to be in.