From the roof top

Real snow arrived. There wasn't much of it but it was blowing hard and bitterly cold out. The right decisions not to go anywhere were made. Civilisation did not come to an end as a result.

When it came to capture something for a blip, I took a comfortable way out. I opened up a Velux and pointed the camera to where the sun was. It shines on us all the time; it's just that sometimes clouds get in the way.