I know I’d previously said that I really couldn’t be asked to go snowhunting this year but somehow the childlike anticipation of the prospect of magical snowy vistas, and lots of them, got the better of me.
Encouraged, no doubt, by the weather warnings that this current snowfall (or rather, series of snowfalls) promises to be the heaviest for… um… oooh, lots of time.
In this part of the world at least.
Factor in also the foiled plan of yesterday when mate and I had ventured out with innocent trust in the forecasts of the weathermen, only to discover that once again they’d got it wrong… by a full 24 hours in fact! As today’s conditions revealed.
Y’see, that’s the thing. The snowfall today (well, yesterday actually… by the time I get to post this) was precisely what had been predicted for yesterday. Yet almost exactly 24 hours behind schedule.
Consequently I missed what I’d really wanted to capture… heavy fluffy lumps of white stuff falling down everywhere.
Though I do believe that mate managed to grab a few shots of it, so all is not entirely lost.
Anyway, the day kicked off for me when I first stuck my nose outside the door about midday. So a few shots around the village with the Lumix…
… then off into town (via a small task en route that prevented me from capturing the snow really dropping down again dammit) for another (relatively brief) wander around, dragging out the GX10 for a further glut of pics.
I’ve now bunged the whole lot into a dedicated set on Flickr named… er… “Snow: Jan ’10“. How’s that for imaginative!