When he shakes his mane we shall have spring again

Walking through the Carding Mill Valley today was like walking through Narnia after Aslan has defeated the  White Witch and spring begins to awaken through the land. We crawled up freezing waterfalls with dangling icicles and frost covered grass. Then slowly, as the sun began to rise over the valley, you could hear the flowing of water underneath the frozen stream. The sun turned the icy valley into vivid displays of green and gold. Mesmerising. 

We picnicked beside a stream, greedily devouring our sandwiches so that we could have the warmth of our gloves back again. We skipped across the top of the hills and back down into the valley for a warming cup of hot chocolate.

Blue skies make me so happy.

(Extra pic of the icicles. Or see SS's blip)