School was closed, the roads into the city ungritted (although those between our village and the neighbouring ones had been cleared -!?) and a curious silence has settled over the countryside. It was my favourite type of snow day of heavy, grey skies promising more snowfall to come.
Luckily I can work from home and it was just heavenly to settle down at the computer upstairs in my floral flannel pyjama trousers and snuggly jumper, with plenty of steaming brews to keep me going and get cracking. My type of day in the office! I do admit to spending a fair bit of time gazing out across the Christmas card scene outside, listening to children squeal and watching the sledgers race down the hillside. Our little chaps are just beginning to enjoy the white stuff. It's a fine line between fun and freezing your fingers off when you're teeny. I popped outside to enjoy my break in the garden with them and manned the snowman supply lines; raiding cupboards and baskets for carrots, scarves etc. And then my most favourite part of a snow day - dusk. Work over, computer switched off, two little boys with rosy cheeks tucking into boiled eggs; I popped upstairs to catch the last of the day's light and watch the shadows stretching out across the show and look forward to an evening cosyed up under my eiderdown by the fire.
Days like this are treasures to be tucked away and hugged in your memory for when life is a bit wearing. Later, while I was pottering around the house tidying things away, the sight of two pairs of little gloves, socks and trousers drying on the radiator brought to mind memories of days building igloos, cresta runs in the garden and hot toast by the fire with mum, dad and my sisters quite a long time ago now. It gives me such a cosy, heartening feeling to know that our own little family is making memories of our own.
Enjoy the winter wonderland and stay cosy.
P.S Thanks so much for the tags I've been included in recently. I will try and catch up and do them very soon!