fog

last night it rained on the snow and created a lovely ice rink that meant the boys stayed in all day and I slid down to shirley alone. I saw the lesser spotted postman, but he never made it up here.

Then it rained properly which was good, as I decided I didnt have the constitution to be snowed in. I like going out and mail too much.

I went out again and was delighted by the mist in the graveyard and dismayed at how the thawing of the snow turned the krabbopples brown in equal measure.