Snow over Foolow

25 February 2016

Although we didn't quite get the white Christmas we had hoped for, and we haven't had quite enough snow to warrant a day off work - there have been a few photo opportunities in our beautiful little hamlet. Moving house in Winter was always going to be a challenge, but at least it's pretty. This time next year we'll be better prepared with wellies, thermals, and big toasty coats and make sure we fit in a bit better with the neighbours - safe to say we got a few strange looks as we ran out in our pyjamas to take snaps of our snow-coated home.

Still have my fingers crossed as tightly as I can, that maybe we're still due one last downpour, and we'll finally have a valid excuse to skip work and spend the day drinking hot drinks, watching films and enjoying the snow settling over all of the houses and the trees. Kyle's little classic car surely has to do us some good at some point, and guarantee that we won't be able to make it out of the peaks. It's a good job she's such a good looking little thing, or I'd have had to set her on fire by now.

The slight dusting of wintery delight on our car this morning has got me feeling hopeful at least.

Update // #2

18 February 2016

the winter commute

It seems unbelievable that we moved into our new home three months ago now. If life is teaching me anything, it's how time continues to pick up the pace, and fly by. We've managed to make it comfortable and get pretty settled in, but there's still so much more we want and need to do to finish it all up. I've also had a few issues setting up on-line, as you can probably imagine, which has meant a delay on the pretty pictures of the move in motion. The strength of the internet doesn't tend to be a perk of living in the middle of the glorious countryside - but we make it work (even if we are self-confessed instagram addicts). As always, my goal will be to become a more reliable writer - spend less time watching come dine with me, and more time exercising my fingertips.

This evening I'm tucked up in bed blogging by the light of our oversized glitter-lamp, and watching Leo break my heart in Romeo + Juliet as I cradle my poorly tummy. God, I love this film. Fingers crossed I'll manage to line up a couple of posts for the next few days. Peace and love.