Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

Growing up at White Horse Cottage, although nearly as far south as you can get before dropping into the Solent, I remember at least a couple of years when heavy snowfall meant the drifts on the East Meon road were impassable....snow days!! Few and far between these days, we do still get the odd blanketing of the white stuff and when it comes, although I know there are those that declare it simply cold, wet and inconvenient, for me, the silent transformation of street and garden into white, winter wonderland is a thing of beauty. At least, until we start walking all over it!