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My First White Christmas

I have been so excited about having a white Christmas for months now and its finally coming. I am sitting here at the kitchen table I was watching the snow fall into already coated back yard, looking at the pine trees covered in snow, the bare branches with a layer on snow built up on them that the birds (Robins, blackbirds and crows) keep knocking off. Its like I am in one of the many English/American Christmas carols that I grew up hearing. However I still can’t shake the feeling that it can’t be Christmas its NOT summer! And the concept of New Years in the freezing cold and not camping on a beach still breaks my brain. To compensate we are heading down to the coast for New Years, it wont be warm but at least there will be ocean.
I have now tried making snow angels (wearing a coat would have be a good idea, snow down my back was a little cold), snow balls (but the snow was too fluffy I just kept spraying Robbie with snow) and a snow man, which also kept crumbling in my hands. I think I will try again now the snow has been sitting for a couple of days. I also want to try sledding but I think I will wait until I get to the Peak District where we are staying for Christmas. I assume there will be hills there, why else would it be called the Peak District (For months I had been calling it the Peat district thinking it was full of peat, apparently I was wrong).
So excited.
Now I just have to stop my mind thinking that the white stuff covering everything is foam and that its really warm outside. It is in fact snow and it is currently -1, which is rather chilly. But I will just go check just to make sure…
Yup is snow, snow is cold. Wear warm clothes and shoes next time.


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Wow snow is really pretty. I knew it was, I have seen pictures before, and it snows a little bit in February when I first arrived in England. But nothing like what’s happening at the moment. Every morning I wake up and look out the window to see what scene is awaiting me. The last two days all the trees and things have been covered in a light dusting of snow, most of what has landed on the ground has melted or so thin its as Robbie says like ash. I think its like being on a big cake, decorated with houses and trees, then sprinkled with icing sugar. Though I wasn’t so fond of it a few days back when I was rushing to work and discovered that a thin layer is all that is needed to make the ground slippery and rolled my ankle. Luckily no real damage done just a little sore so I got up and carried on, somewhat slower though, yesterday bought some flat shoes with lots of grip. Lesson learnt (for now).
At first I found the cold horrible and kept getting really cold and miserable. Since then I have got better at dressing for the weather or more precisely dressing for what I am planning to do that day. If I am going to be outside for most of the time then thermals and layers and boots are needed, but if I am going to be inside most of the time then thermals aren’t needed (unless I am at one school I have been to lots then they are needed along with coat and scarf if we are going to the hall). Being out and about in the cold and snow is much more fun when your not freezing cold, though when in town there is always lots of coffee shops and pubs to warm up in.

Ahhh its snowing again, I could watch it for hours…
while inside leaning against the heater.

Its so pretty and magical I’m sure there is a story in there somewhere, maybe one about winter fairies that live in the trees.

Sorry off to daydream about fairies in trees now, more about adventures in snowland to come