This weekend, many of us will have woken up to winter’s first snowfall. Though we were graced with just the lightest of dustings here in Bedfordshire (hardly enough for a snowman, let alone enough to crack out the sledge), it was more than enough to fire me up for a bracing morning walk.
When temperatures plummet, it’s definitely tempting to stay cozied up indoors with multiple cups of teas and a good box set or two (winter is coming, after all). But equally, there’s nothing quite like striking out into a glittering countryside and getting a lungful of lovely fresh air to blow away the cobwebs and set you up for the day. There’s no need to go far: my local park (St Neots’ Priory Park, if you’re passing) was transformed: all frosted leaves underfoot and stark, dramatic trees against an ice-blue sky.
But possibly the best thing about winter walks (especially if you're organised enough to set an early alarm - and motivated enough to actually get up when it goes off) is you’re likely to have the place to yourself: a silent wonderland with just you, the elements and the wildlife the summer crowds usually scare away.
And besides, that mug of tea by the fire will taste all the better when you get home.
Hi Jenny,
Really good write up and a really amazing picture. I was wondering if you could please tell me how to see my story's out like your, For example how do I up load picture onto the top of the story page like you have done and how do keep the paragraphs separated?
Many thanks
Jack