Drift

wading through snow dunes
an aeolian landscape
the sting of spindrift

Thirty six hours of snow, and still going. The scene in the garden this morning was surpassed once I got out into the land of drifts.

This is the lane that I walked yesterday to visit the lambs (many thanks for hearts and stars) - today it was impassable, so I didn't get to see if they'd been taken in to shelter.

The name of the lane? Green Lane of course.

More snow drift pictures.