This weekend we had lots of snow. Not the melty wet blobs that go as quickly as they come, but the sparkly fine powder that sticks around. The good stuff. I'm not too bothered about going out in it, but staying in the warm with a great film and a cuppa, watching the snow float past the window, is probably my favourite past time ever. We did wrap up and venture outside for a few walks though. Even Merry wore her jumper - my own creation, black and understated of course. She hated me wrestling her into it but I'm sure she felt the benefit.