Joy of joys!

A perfectly timed sleep in meant we caught the last of the unexpected heavy falling snow before the sun came out as we hit the moors. 

Little Dog had a good old romp about with some buddies lower in the fields and then, with not a sheep in sight, with me higher up.  We were out for almost three hours and came back with a mighty good feeling.  There was warmth in the sun today.  Absolute bliss.

Now in true to form British winter, a whole finger of snow has pretty much disappeared!