Snow Bound

Panic. Woke this morning to find a good six inches of snow and no sign of our cat, Taz, only pawmarks outside the cat flap.
 
OMG! Would I find him frozen?  Just as I was about to step outside I hear a plaintive mea-owing.
He had slipped back in.
 
 
This is the biggest dump of snow we have had for at least ten years, maybe more.
 
 
After much digging M has cleared a path so we can now get out.
 
Photo: Paul MacDonald’s Music Shed added a splash of colour to the garden. During summer it also doubles up as a mini art gallery.