From one big freeze to another; no sooner had I written about the mild weather and the winter coming late, than the next wave of cold arrived and once again covered our gardens in sheets of frost.
Although the sun was beating down and the sky a clear, calm, blue with barely a cloud to be seen, it didn’t prevent the icy, crisp chill from creeping up around us as we strolled through the village with our band of furry friends.
Looking up to the rooftops and way out across the fields, at a quick glance you would have thought it was snow. At a closer look, it was clear to see that it was frozen due just glistening under the sunlight.
Happy that there was no sign of rain, we covered ourselves from head to toe in the perfect winter attire and raced out of the door with the three dogs hot on our heels! Woolly hats, substantial sized scarves, giant padded gloves, coats with hairy hoods and boots made for stomping on the crispy cold grasslands- Jack Frost’s chill would have a job at catching us.