Sprinkles

It was a lovely morning and I decided that I'd pop up to the moor. I had no idea until I got up the hill from Bovey Tracey that it had snowed up there. In the shady bits it looked as though there might have been an inch but the sun had melted most of it by the time I'd got up there. I carried on to Bonehill Rocks and was pleased to find some still lying there.