I was not the only one up umpteen times in the night to look out the window. Nothing to do with hot flushes. It was the anticipation of snow.
Our wishes were granted. We have snow. Plenty of it.
It wasn't a hot and brooding Mr Darcy that descended upon us. Storm Darcy has been cold and windy.
A walk took us through woods that were blanketed in snow. Each and every branch, twig and plant were enveloped. It was beautiful. Until the East wind picked up and threw icy needles in our faces.
I had a great time with the grandchildren. Our garden has a multitude of snow creatures. We have snowmen, pigs, cats and ... well .....balls.
Darcy
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