Last year we travelled as far east as St Petersburg, as far west as Quebec, as far south as Tunis and as far north as Cape Wrath yet some days I think we would have been happier just walking up the road – there is not much beats Northumberland on wild winter days (yes, I know, St Petersburg is marginally further north than Cape Wrath – poetic licence 🙂 ).
After seemingly endless days hibernating in front of a PC screen I was finally persuaded to venture out – it was good advice. The lanes around our home were looking at their best under a blanket of snow despite flat grey skies.
There was more snow forecast overnight and it duly arrived with a vengeance – I am delighted. This is the view from our front door; I have no intention of venturing further although the tyre tracks suggest our neighbour has set off for work. Getting back could prove quite difficult – all roads up to Beaufront Woodhead involve a steep incline at some point.