Which is extraordinary. . This batch of snow hasn't been as pretty as last winter's for some reason - lack of sun maybe - but this morning's frost has more than made up for it. I realise I've been a city boy most my life, but I can't remember seeing anything like it before.
The views over to Kemberton reservoir were of a whiteness I'd never seen in the landscape before. The sun was trying to break through the fog and the whole landscape was an unearthly colour. Every tree was covered , every branch and twig with an inch deep covering of frost on top of it. Whatever green pigment that remains, was seeping though underneath, giving the trees an off-silver greenish glow. Stand alone oaks look like giant ice crystals. Even evergreeens have been consumed by the frost - there's thirty foot leylandi at the end of our road tucked up in it from head to toe.
I plainly don't have the words to describe this very well. If we're lucky the Wenlock Edge country diarist will have been out today and will treat us to his rendition shortly....
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