Snow Gus

This is what we woke to on Friday morning.  It had been raining heavily as we went to bed, then at some point in the night, a dump of heavy, wet snow came down.  It was already melting fast as Gus and I walked up the Knott, the tree canopy was dripping like a rain forest.  He loves the snow, he keeps taking little mouthfuls, and each time he had a little speck of snow on his nose, though he always licked it off before I could focus the camera.

In the evening, we drove across to BW, the snow had largely gone by then.  A delicious meal was waiting for us.  It was a flying visit for a meeting on Saturday morning, followed by a drive to Derbyshire - more of that later.