Monday, Monday, Monday ...
The snow stopped ... the slush began with the melt ... and the ice has brought many things to a halt.
Apart from the bin men. The bin men still cameth, collected and wenteth. Quite astonishing!
No snowmen will be built as I'd have to take a pick axe to the frozen landscape and I haven't the inclination. Unless I employ the neighbours' children for the task. They seem to be out whatever the weather. I think they're only let in once darkness falls. ;-D
And now for a hot drink and continuing hibernation whilst keeping an eye out for the lost postman ... (peers out of the window) ... hmmmmm ... is that really just 'blue mountain' or can I see movement beneath the tarpaulin? ...














