There’s something very special that first really cold day of the year. When its minus 20 at the edge of nightfall and the light is fast slipping away. You stand with the wind at your back and still you feel the icy chill right through your clothes. The pale weak light of the afternoon gives way to an inky blackness and a swirl of snow and you begin to notice how fast the temperature’s dropping once again as it makes its way to minus 30.
So it’s been snowing for a couple of days now, and our dog is finally happy to be outside to sniff at the cold northern wind and guard us against the onslought of winter.
Part of the annual seasonal change to winter is the fleeting moment you consider whether you’re life would be more happy if you were living somewhere else?
There comes a point in the autumnal procession of colour where it’s no longer just a heavy frost upon the morning ground. The temperature has fallen overnight and stayed there well below zero. And when the sun comes up, things have changed. The world has suddenly taken on a new look and it’s certain the coming cycle of winter has begun.