Brigadoon!

It started to snow the previous evening - proper big flakes! Friends youngest daughter  accompanied me to the plot as she wanted to see it and the snow made it all the more enjoyable! She loved the hens and I gave her a Romanesque cauliflower and 4 eggs! She did loose her lens cap and no amount of searching with my mobile phone torch would find it! Come the last walk with Oscar at 11 the snow was falling as sleet and my hopes of waking to snow in the morning were dashed. Party Girl on the other hand had got caught in the snow driving to Lanlivery to take notes at a Governors meeting! She had to abandon her car, walk 2 miles to Lostwithiel in her skirt ( luckily she had walking boots in the car!) , and take the train to Plymouth - took her 4 hours to get home! 
I was lamenting the lack of snow with Vegan Jo on messenger in the morning and she sent me photos of all the snow she had just up the road from me! I said I would be up after doing the hens! As soon as I turned onto the main road after leaving the village I hit the snow! Unbelievable! Green fields in Calstock but winterwonderland everywhere else! We do have our very own climate just like Brigadoon! 
Once Vegan Jo was dressed we headed out with the dogs to Hingston Down - which in 838 was the site of the "last recorded battle between the Cornish and vikings against the West Saxons and ended roughly a century of warfare that began at the Battle of Llongborth in 710 "
I was just beside myself with joy at all the snow and the walk up the icy road took a long time not only because it was so slippery but because I kept stopping to exclaim and take photographs of the snow! Once at the Down Vegan Jo returned home as her dad had arrived shortly before I had and she was concerned something was up with him or her mother who was seriously ill last year. Oscar and I frolicked in the snow! He is just as enamoured with snow as I am! I had plenty of layers on and infact it wasn't that cold as I was able to take my gloves off to take photos and didn't need to put them back on unless it was to make snowballs for Oscar to chase! He really didn't need much playing with as he was just so happy to race around in the snow, pouncing on imagined creatures hidden beneath it! You can watch him here and here! Walking back I listened to the different sounds of the snow - the crunch of the deep untrodden snow, the crack of the icy, the splat of the slushy snow! Wondrous sounds to go with the sights!
All was fine with Vegan Jo's dad and mum - he was just escaping the house to give her time to calm down as she accused him of having thrown out her tablets she needs to take with food as she is unable tomprocess fats since her operation. Apparently he had tidied up her medicines but denied having thrown them out! Oh and the smiley road sign was done by her son when he went out with his dad earlier to sledge down the road at Hingston Down!