vantage point

woke this morning to a glistening carpet of white, drifts around the front door and the window ledges. After dressing ourselves three times over in our multiple layers of socks, thermals, overs and outers we ventured into the cold. The wind had subsided a little but the icy chill off the water was a breathtaking -12C. Taking refuge in the relative warmth of a balmy -9C in the front yard we set about clearing the path, and the important task of making snow castles and angels. We retreated into the warm before sensation was completely lost in our extremities. We didn't go outside again!

(Forecast low of -20C tonight)