Visibility and obscurity

Not surprisingly, the morning began with snow, a heavy enough 'white out' that looked like dense fog. It had stopped by mid-morning, so Thomas and I went out to clear the incline. By lunchtime, it had started snowing again and our efforts were obscured. Not wasted effort, as there'll be a bit less to clear tomorrow, and we were visited by an angel.

In the morning, Anthony pointed out a group of meadow pipits. According to the RSPB, "In winter they are quite gregarious and gather in small flocks, often invisible among the vegetation", unless said vegetation happens to be largely covered in snow, in which case they are very visible indeed.

Snow had fallen, snow on snow, up to a depth of about 6 inches by dusk. Not much compared with some areas, but enough to soften the edges, drift picturesquely around chapel, put little hats on the bollard lights and provide a piste for tobogganing (on compost bags filled with snow). And enough to make us wonder whether the lane will be passable tomorrow.