When Holly asked to go out at 5am (sigh) it was raining. When Rufus asked to go out at 6:30am (better) it was snowing. When the window cleaner turned up at 9am (much more civilised) it was melting.
Domino is refusing to go out (wimp) but the road is clear already, although the farm fields look nice in the distance with a thin dusting on them.
It’s possible that this is all the snow I’ll see this side of Christmas. This isn’t so bad as I have the Santa run to do yet and Weekend Man is still on his bike. Hopefully he’ll have conceded and be in the car before much longer.
Yesterday was one of those days where I didn’t stop but I can’t remember a single thing I did. Today I’m just going to sit downstairs and proof-read. And/or read.
Once I’ve finished with the laptop.