I can’t remember the last time it snowed properly here; certainly a few years ago. It’s not something I’ve ever welcomed. Living in a city my experience of snow has been largely negative. It messes with our transport system and makes getting anywhere a nightmare; it looks pretty only for a matter of hours and then turns to brown slush; and if the weather stays cold the slush then turns to slick ice patches which (as a person with zero sense of balance) I dread!
So when it snowed last Sunday my first thought was, ‘Thank goodness that I don’t have to go out in it.’ But oddly, my second thought was, ‘Let’s get out and take some photos!’ This pandemic (with its associated lockdowns) has made things we used to take for granted seem exciting, because they bring much-needed variety into our otherwise dull lives.
Thus, walking in the park in the snow became a little treat. And clearly we were not the only ones feeling this way. There seemed to be a little buzz in the air as children ran around enjoying the novelty, teenagers threw snowballs and even adults joined in with some serious snowman constructions.