In Carlisle we very seldom have snow as the city seems to have its own micro-climate. The same can’t be said of the Lake District. Last week I went to the village of Dacre high above Ullswater. I had intended to walk in the area but very strong winds and rain put paid to that.
Instead I visited the village pub to sample delicious home-made soup and home made bread while being regaled with stories from a local retired farmer. A very pleasant way to spent an hour.
On the return journey I was facing the north Pennine Fells topped by pristine white snow. A beautiful sight. Beautiful Mother Nature controlled by a loving Father God.
Carol, the snow admirer.