Living in Yorkshire, I'm quite used to snow, although it has been rather quiet on that front for the last few years...
It was still quite terrifying to hear talk of the 'Beast from the East' though - a polar vortex sweeping the UK and bringing bone-chilling temperatures from Siberia. Especially so since we had a four-hour planned power-cut schedule just as the worst of the weather was forecast to hit.
With supplies of logs, flask, and camping stove all ready to hand, the power cut was cancelled - to huge sighs of relief all round... and we could turn our attention to enjoying the snow...
My mum always says that it snows on her birthday, which is at this time of year - and it's true. It nearly always does snow, even if just at little, around this time.
This year the snow is from Sibera. It's light and powdery - fluffy, not wet - and it lifts in the wind and swirls around. The weather feels chill when you venture outside, so we make sure to keep our adventures short and sweet... (even for collies with thick fluffy coats!).
We have a little more snow on the second day of snowfall. It takes my husband two hours to drive to work (a usual commute of 45 minutes to an hour).
As the snow becomes deeper, it starts to stick to Noah's fluffy feet in big ice-bobbles and he doesn't like it... we have to stop and pick the ice-bobbles out.
There are snowdrifts in places and the snow is so deep there that we just can't make progress forwards.
We have to stand Noah in a bowl of warm water when we get home to make sure he thaws out nicely and to wash any road grit from his paws where it might irritate.
As more snow falls and the wind picks up more, it's really arctic-feeling out there. The snow drifts and it's really tough to walk - a real battle against the elements that we're not quite used to here...
I hope you stay safe and warm in the snow. It's pretty and fun, but it has its serious side too. Go careful out there!