An unusual event for those of us living in the marshes, but yesterday we got some of the snow the whole country seemed to be talking about. In total we got about a quarter of an inch and it lasted until this morning. The southeast grinds to a halt under less! Farley the dog loved wandering out and scooping up mouthfuls of it until his nose started to get cold. He then tried to remove the remaining snow from his nose by, you guessed it, wiping his nose on the ground. It took him a while to figure it all out...
With today being St Brigid's Eve / Imbolc / Oimelc / whatever you want to call the halfway point between midwinter and the spring solstice it seems that this year I'll have to wait a little longer than in recent times to start listening for the cuckoo...
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