An overnight dump of snow has transformed the surroundings. My car, which I shall not be moving today, is under four inches of the white stuff. 
The back garden looks neat and tidy for the first time in months. I put out the usual ground feed and the select seeds on the bird table. Within minutes the blackbirds are fighting over the oats, and the coal tits are raiding the seeds.
The morning slips away.
I eventually decide on a walk. I am lucky I can reach the countryside directly from my doorstep without using the car. I have no real plan. I walk past the cricket pitch. The road, where cars have passed, is easier to use than the rutted pavement. Up ‘Mile Lane’ is my usual route. 
I hear the joyful cries of children long before I see them sledging down the field.
Even in the semi-urban landscape, there are sheep struggling for survival.
Someone has been out early in the park and built an igloo. I used to do that and sleep out for the night in the garden. 
Everyone is in a chatty mood, so progress is slow. Hence I decide on a short loop around the reservoir rather than the longer fell road, which I did yesterday. From up here, there are views across the valley to Beacon Fell and the Bowland Fells (in cloud).
I peek into Craig Y and share a picture of it on its Facebook page.
As I wander back through the streets, more snow is in the air. It won’t be good if it freezes tonight. 
Around the corner, a friend, JD, is building a snowman for his grandchildren. 
All jolly good fun.
I went out yesterday on a second visit to somewhere that was on my list for a while – more of that on my blog soon – but I’ve stayed firmly inside today. A couple of hours work in the morning which is less than 100 yards along the street from home and I’ll be back in again – I hate snow. It’s been raining steadily since mid afternoon so it might clear some of it as long as it doesn’t freeze overnight. I always feel sorry for sheep when I see them out in the snow – I know they have woolly coats but it still doesn’t seem fair.
I think that was my reaction to those sheep, and why I photographed them.
Everything looks so much nicer in the snow. A whole new world. Though like you I am hoping the paths aren’t like ice rinks tomorrow.
Best of luck in the new term.
Our snow was already melting and turning to slush by first light. I only found some decent stuff by climbing our small local hill.
Softies by the sea.
Warton Crag?
Oh no, just Eaves Wood – that tiny bit of extra altitude made a surprising difference.
Crisis here – bird feeders are emptied, but thankfully snow gone and roads clear so off to Carr Bank Nursery to re-stock.
?closed on a Monday.
Nice to see some snow. We had a little bit in Whitehaven and a lot more in the fells.
It would be great to see the Lakeland fells under snow, but I avoid driving when conditions are dubious.