We woke up to the sound of snowflakes this morning (in case you're wondering what that sounds like, it's sort of like, "Muuuuummy, get up, it's snoooowing, loooook!!). Once we had finally managed to drag ourselves out of bed and into warm clothes, we drove off in search of snow. It doesn't seem to ever stick where we live. We played on the sledge, threw snowballs and discovered a few snowmen before heading back home for a nice warm cup of tea.
It may seem like I am a brave photographer staring a snowball fight in the house, but Ebony has a truly terrible aim. I'd be more worried about snow getting on my camera if I was stood behind her.