Siberian Shibden!

I couldn't quite believe my eyes when I looked out on the extremely white world this morning...or the fact that the snow was still falling. The pavements were indistinguishable and the road a smooth sea of snow. However, the ferocious winds had piled snow drifts high up walls in the nearby fields and they were clearly visible from my window view. 

I put on most of the clothes I own to explore yet another bout of snow in the Shibden Valley. The wind is biting, cutting right through you, absolutely evil. Bbbbrrrr!! The novelty of seeing enormous icicles hanging from buildings and cars is now just common place it seems...and as for the snow drifts, they've surpassed themselves this time...but please...can we make it the last time?