Heavy snowfall was forecasted by late Friday afternoon, when I had reached home from work there was no sign, during my usual hour in the pub the concensus was that the forecasters had got it wrong again as barely a flake of snow could be seen.
Wrong, wrong and wrong again!! By late Friday night the snow had arrived, later than expected and much heavier than was really welcome, rain was forecasted for Saturday afternoon so we were up and ready for a walk quite early.
Heading up through the fields near home and taking a look back...
The hardy hill sheep don't worry too much about a fall of snow, supplementary feed is out but they forage quite happily in most weather.
After lunch at home I set out again, no discomfort from the slip at this point, just a short walk down the other side of town to see if I could discover more wildlife.
Success nearly straightaway as a lapwing scavenged for food in a field.
A grooming swan always warrants attention though...