These boots traversed six miles of wintry Lakeland this afternoon, in fierce wind and sharp bursts of snow that whipped my ears and face. Ridiculously exhilarating! Cloud was being tumbled about like light balloons, and there were some very indignant sheep en-route. This photo well illustrates clouds racing just as my heart-rate was. You may be able to spot deep-snow covered fells in the distance. By late afternoon the roads had turned into ice-rinks – and I’m not a proficient skater so my pace was decidedly slowed. All the more reason to be delighted to reach home, lungs full to bursting with icy fresh air, for coffee, hot buttered toast, and a FaceTime call from a delighted granddaughter who had just ‘made a snowman for Daddy.’