beast from the east

Having enjoyed a week of blue skies and rising temperatures, we suddenly found ourselves living in a white winter wonderland, thanks to Storm Emma or The Beast from the East as it was affectionately coined. I love snow so was very excited to wake up to a white wash on Wednesday morning. Others in London were less enthusiastic, considering the train and tube network came to a stand still. Swings and roundabouts! 

Having wrapped up in all the clothes I set off on my walk to work, taking some snaps along the way.

St. Anne's was looking beautiful in the early morning sun and became a prime location for snow snaps.

The poor catkins didn't know what was happening, having just started to come out the week before. I'm hoping all my pots and bulbs haven't been killed off, especially considering temperatures dipped down to -5 at its lowest point. Only time will tell.

Storm Emma took longer to reach my parents' house but when it did, my god did it put up a fight. I have never seen anything like it as the combination of the wind and the snow being fine powder, the snow formed huge drifts like sculptures. Mum sent me pictures, each more amazing than the next.

Bella has probably never seen so much snow before, especially considering home had so much over Christmas. Mum reassured me she was keeping warm, as I did wonder whether she needed a little coat or something! Apparently farm dogs are hardy little critters. 

Isn't this the strangest sight?! The snow had blown up onto the verge and formed these abstract curves and mounds. There was no chance any car was going to be able to drive out of the village!

Now all the snow has gone and the temperature is sitting at a positively balmy 10 degrees. The birds are tweeting away and I have fresh daffodils on the kitchen table once more. The snow was nice whilst it lasted but now I'm looking forward to spring. Lambing starts next weekend at home and I'm looking forward to seeing those lambs bouncing around in sun-drenched fields. 

L.