We're still in the deep freeze! I took the picture above from the window at work in midmorning yesterday -- the snow was really coming down. That was after more snowfall during the previous night.
As I write this, Dave is informing me that there's no school today. He just got the e-mail. Snow day! It's the first of my education career in London. A certain hardy Welsh blogger mentioned in my comments yesterday that Londoners are "so sift" when it comes to snow. I am unable to find a definition for "sift" used in that sense in any slang dictionary, but I think he's saying we're making a mountain out of a molehill.
London is just not prepared for snow, though. We get it so rarely. It really does have the potential to paralyze everything.
And here it is, March 1. "In like a lion," as they say.
My eccentric neighbor's garden-wall gargoyles seem to enjoy the snow -- or at least, their mischief is undiminished.
Our daffodils, however, are looking pretty sad. At least, they were when I could still see them. Now they're all buried! And supposedly, more bad weather is coming today.
Frankly, I could use a day at home. I assume we'll have to make up for it somewhere else in the school calendar, but I can handle that if I don't have to deal with dodgy transportation and slushy pavements. Dave made soup and we're going to watch some movies.
One weird side effect of the snow: there's a lot of light outside, even during the night. I suppose our urban light is bouncing off both the clouds and the land, leading to an all-night twilight effect. I was able to take pictures in the garden long before dawn. (Not very good ones, though, which is why you're not seeing them here!)