One thing about heavy snowfall is that it does keep car traffic to a minimum letting us sleep peacefully through the night and into the following day. Without the incumberance of small children, dogs or imminent visits from relations we have had a very relaxed Christmas day.
Avoiding copious amounts of food, we spread the Christmas fare throughout the day having the starter at two, dinner at six and our desserts at eight. There was time enough for a walk in the sun and snow around the snowfield where I found myself completely alone, not even a sheep. Beautiful silence apart from the tread of my red snow boots walking impervious to the wet and cold beneath my feet.
Boxing day unwound at its own pace with Robin accompanying me on the snowfield trek. Anything with an incline has been unscaleable in the snow and ice and we set out to trudge through the wetter snow whilst the sun made an appearance. Robin, intrepid as ever, selected a pathway across the hardened field only to note the sound beneath our feet had changed to one of walking across ice. Late afternoon we had tea with our "in laws", Ivan's girlfriend's family, across the bridge; not far but we did drive to save slipping.
It was surprising to see that our children all spent time on Christmas day at the computer "speaking" to friends. I have to lament that the use of computers for work only is a thing of the past and their company is as vital as inviting any loved member of the family in for Christmas.
Pilgrimage to the real in laws was made easier this year by Matt driving us to Epworth in his new car. Such luxury to be escorted there and back in comfort and joy and quite provident as I struggled to maintain my integrity and flopped into flu-like symptoms refusing to join in the parlour games instead feigning sleep upon the sofa after soaking up a bottle of wine.
Back home to my fire and well lit living room I too catch up on my online reading and writing correspondence and wish you all well as the long winter nights continue.
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