Snow Business

I do like a bit of snow. On the down side, I haven’t been more than about two miles from home for the past week, but on the up side, Dartmoor looks beautiful, and I feel quite manly going out to fetch firewood and feed the alpacas every morning.  The forecast is saying the weather will turn warm’n’wet again this coming weekend, so I took this morning off and had a good long stomp over the hills near my house before it all melts. Here are some of the photos I’ve been boring my Twitter followers with…

Bonehill Rocks

Tracks of William Bell’s tractor in the field below our house.

Ice on the grass stems, up on the hill this morning

Sam’s school was closed, so we got lots of tobogganing and snowball fights in. And I gave him a quick history lesson about Anglo-Saxon England. How King Alfred Burnt the Cakes was something Every Schoolchild Knew when I was little, but the modern curriculum doesn’t seem to touch on it. I know it’s apocryphal, but it’s pretty much the only thing I knew about King Alfred, so I thought it a shame not to pass it on…

Chinkwell Tor

Splat!