Bloom In Winter

When I went to bed last night, it was snowing and there was that beautiful reflected orange glow from the streetlights and everything was covered in a lush blanket of snow.

This morning was different, it was warmer, the snow was pouring rain and the snow was now a cracked varnish of grey slush.

It was not a day to do ambitious things. 

And so we didn't do much.  A bit of shopping to tide us over until Tuesday - no Hamsterkauf here - and that was it. 

I don't like being a spoilsport, but I'm glad the weather is rubbish for New Year.  There might not be the same enthusiasm for everyone to let off a tonne of fireworks tomorrow night and traumatise our cats.

This poor flower chose to attempt to bloom at the wrong time.  Pretty with the droplets though.