Colder than the North Pole
It’s the first white Christmas I can remember for a few years now. Beautiful and brutal. Cold reminiscent of the winter of 2015. That’s not so long ago, but I’d forgotten what -20C felt like. Brrrr. And now with a new pooch to walk, it’s ‘bite the bullet’ time. But also beautiful. Despite the cold, if I didn’t have her, I would’ve missed these walks and photo opps. I love Winter in all its cold, messy, white and windy glory. Except when the pipes freeze.