Both the bike and I were a tad overdressed on our run down to the papershop this morning – it with its ice tyres rattling over bone-dry tarmac, and me having to discard buff and unzip my jacket, at least until I turned for home and back into the biting east wind. It’s nice to remember what it’s like to be too warm, but a bit bizarre as I’m still cycling down through a narrow carved canyon of snow in places

snow melting

The hillsides have taken on a rather piebald aspect, depending on where the snow was blown away or where it gathered behind sheltered walls. Or was just piled up in dirty great piles, dirty being the operative word…

snow piles

And somewhere under these waves of snow our bluebells lurk. Maybe in a month or two, we’ll see them…

snow in waves under the trees

Meanwhile, we’re just happy to have glimpsed the sun.

snow on the hills

6 Responses to Melting…

  1. commuterjohn says:

    That is always the down side of fresh pristine white snow, the piles of dirty grey snow that seem to hang around for ever lurking in shady spots long after the worst has thawed away.

  2. Bob says:

    Careful out there. Somehow I think I’d leave those ice tires on for a wee bit longer. There may just be an icy patch somewhere that could trip you up.
    As much as we’re used to snow here in “The Great White North” of Canada, (an exaggeration, I assure you) I’m just as happy to see it all go away. Ours has been gone for weeks, hopefully not to return until some time next November. Or later.

  3. John Gibson says:

    Yes, it always looks lovely, untill you have to go out in it.

  4. Andy in Germany says:

    Our weather is a bit strange too. We’ve had plenty of snow, which of course all melted into the soil which makes digging the garden very interesting indeed.
    We’re having the same problem with the correct clothing for the weather as well.

  5. disgruntled says:

    Oop, possibly rashly, I have taken the tyres off … 🙂

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