It has snowed here in the Dales for much of today - heavy snow showers. It is bitterly cold with a biting North wind and all the cock blackbirds in the area have gathered at our bird table (always a sign that it has turned cold).
This bad weather has coincided with a visit from my 25 year old grand-daughter, so we shut ourselves in the room with the wood burner and enjoyed a lovely long chat. Bliss. I so rarely see her that it was a great joy as it always seems as though she has never been away.
Now she has gone back on the train - her father came to take her to the station - I have switched on the electric blanket - the farmer is making the Ovaltine and Horlicks and in 5 minutes time we shall be snug and warm for the night. Night-night - sleep tight to all of you - and keep warm.