"O Look at the Trees"

I have always loved that poem (London Snow) by Robert Bridges which speaks of the suddenness of a snow fall and the way it changes even them most unlovely things. This weekend's very early attack by winter has made the ordinary campaigning activities I was undertaking more difficult and certainly much, much colder ! But the beauty of it is all around, particularly this morning at Feorlean. This is the view looking from my back door towards the drive.