Yet more snow:)
Idiots in cars are driving as though it were a normal day. Cars abandoned across the county, indeed across the country apparently.
I think all the schools in Lancashire, Cumbria and most of Scotland are closed. My grandsons went back to school today, I suspect most children in England did. The school closed around 10.30 and they were sent home.
Not weather for venturing far but we have food in the cupboards and fridge so a spinning day methinks:)
We have had more snow since these pictures at 10.30 this morning.
I'm still exceedingly sore, it is very painful to sleep and in fact I haven't slept much since I fell Saturday morning. The bruising is still at the angry stage despite constant applications of arnica. I've had to stop the strong pain killers and anti inflammatories as they were making me ill. I'm back on good old paracetamol but they only work for a short while.
It will go when it is ready, no sense moaning it doesn't help at all:)
I've been thinking about this new year and new decade. Something makes me want to seize more of each day if that is possible. I always have to make sure that for all that I give out in my art and craft, and to others who need it, that I have to replenish the stores of inspiration and well being.
To be aware of each day on all levels and take something from every event and action. Not always easy but necessary. How can we give of our selves constantly without this replenishment? We need to store colour, beauty and love for ourselves as well. Not an easy subject to explain what I mean, I may come back to this.
I'm loving the almost monochromatic view from my craft room window, the way that the sound changes with the blanket of snow. It softens it and it softens the world around to a certain extent. I am grateful that I don't need to go anywhere or do anything except appreciate the Lady's white gown today.